This philosophy paper I've been working on has taken a turn for the worst. Beyond Cartesian oblivion to be exact. I have entered Michael and I's realm of the post-modern, what is, is what could not be. Like and square peg (that's actual just the word peg) in a round hole (that you can experiment in). This proves nothing to me, except the dissolution of modernity. Either way this is a picture of Michael having a philo-fart. Also, today I watched the Hunter S. Thompson documentary and was a little terrified about how much I relate, and not in the cool literary way. "Finnigan's Wake" is the proper name yo.
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