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 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!