Definition of cube mind: an artificial mindset cultivated by corporate cages, designed to steal your dreams. This is their American Dream. Not yours.
Does stewing in a dank cube all day while hunched over an excel spreadsheet — two excel spreadsheets — until your eyes bleed out and you develop severe arthritis in both hands, basketball-sized hemorrhoids in that young, firm ass you worked so hard to get in the gym — sound like your ideal life? Mine neither. So put down that cup of free, shitty black coffee, courtesy of your corporate “overlord” — it stinks worse than your roommate’s unflushed piss anyway — and lift your (metaphysical) finger to the man.
Welcome to my blog! Let me start by introducing myself. I am: mostly human, partly fish (not a mermaid); a writer of things and a consumer of words.
Why I’m writing this blog?
- Mostly for my own
happinesssanity. And maybe for yours, too. Insane people like to know there are others like them.
- To add value to my life, and hopefully yours.
- Cultivate an understanding of #minimalism: Rethinking my thinking, realizing less is more.
- Because I enjoy picking apart social conventions more than my boss enjoys picking her nose with well-manicured fingers covered in silvery goop. Oops, finger caught in my septum. *ahhhhh*
- I want to make friends. (I don’t have any.) Ok, that’s a lie. I do have friends. But few of them share my values; I’d like to cultivate a community of like-minded individuals that can’t punch me in the face (since I’m a keyboard and a monitor screen away) when I say type something stupid.
I hope you find as much value in my writings as I do in creating them. Don’t be shy 😉 Say hello! And if you enjoy what you find, don’t be afraid to subscribe (we won’t send you spam, because spam sucks).