Pete's 99th Birthday
The passage of time, Musk's empty promises, and the mountain lion that silently treads the streets outside my apartment.

The passage of time, Musk's empty promises, and the mountain lion that silently treads the streets outside my apartment.
Peacefully protesting under the watchful eyes of federal agents.
I rage against Christianity a lot. Today, I listen back.
The USA is going up in flames.
"Ride trains? Like a hobo? What is this, the 1930s?"