Projectile Vomiting

Project 2025 is a mystifying document. It’s more or less an Art Piece written by brand-name experts, evangelicals, and practicing Catholics. 900 pages of more or less the same old thing over and over, like walking into a mousetrap that’s lost a spring. Cheer for the idiot, boo the villain.

As I am a practicing abstract exsitentialist artist, I’m thinking that now is the right time for bananas to turn into pancakes as Jesus once turned water into wine.

First: how can we empty ourselves of politics?

By not making it political— politics is boring— by making politics fun again.

Do you remember when you finally found something truly sublime and you know what it feels like and what it looks like but you can’t quite name it? That’s where I am.