Never thought I’d see it, but the US right now seems like one of those late teen pre-club parties where everyone is drunk as fuck and everyone suddenly decides it’s time to head out and realizes that the designated driver is wasted too, and another dude, drunk out of his mind and loud, convinces everyone to hand him the car keys. And it’s off to town, excited and a wee bit scared, zigzagging across the narrow forest road as the car windows start fogging up with all the dudes in a mess in the back seat and one of them looking a bit pale and starting to make funny noises.
A bit of a pretentious knobhead with thoughts too big for his head and a need to get them out to leave room for other things.
About Water on a Rock
Water on a Rock is a place where I collect and define my thoughts on philosophy, politics and life. As with everything in life, it is a process of exploration that will, at times, be inconsistent and contradictory, but hopefully made more solid and strong with time.
While the hope is to some degree help counter some negative and even dangerous ideas spreading in society, it is also very much about I myself finding my own path, outside of the constraints of set philosophies and religions. And yes, it is pretentious. And I think more people should be.