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Stand nude in front of a window. When a neighbor glances up at you, simply press the palm of your hand against the glass and silently roar.

I have no stomach. My esophagus feeds into the mouth of an eel living inside my torso, who provides the electricity that powers my heart.

DO NOT EAT MEAT! Do not eat vegetables, either. Do not eat anything. Suck on a rock for millennia and think of what you've done.

I own only one drop of blood, which sprints through my veins like a rabid dog. When she hits my brain, I explode with knowledge. I fear it.

A mission for you. Go outside, hold an animal to your breast. That is real warmth, not the glow of your screen. I typed this on a rabbit.

The bags beneath my eyes are beds for thousands. Lack of sleep is not an affliction, but a duty.

Remove your own sternum. You don’t need it!!!!!! Be brave.

Drag yourself along a coarse stone. Leave any skin that is torn off. It is weak filth, and you are stronger for its absence.

I have named every one of my hairs, and tie strands together so they may converse. At night, the din of their chatter is almost unbearable.

Ask the first crow you see today for forgiveness.

I sit in a puddle, and pluck every spine from a hedgehog. He waddles away unencumbered. The year is 1783. I have created the guinea pig.

I’ve been crouching inside a gourd for a month. It’s hell.

I hate to reveal this, but I know the precise moment in which everyone on earth will die. I have it written on the inside of my forehead.

Uncoil from a tree branch and silently lower yourself on a creature of prey. Instead of attacking, whisper "You are safe" in its ear.

It is our time, finally. twitter.com/CNN/status/126…..

I had my portrait painted only once. When finished it spoke incessantly and had to be burned to ash.

The best party I ever attended was man's discovery of fire.

Whenever I feel myself becoming Prideful, I roll my tongue in wet earth and carry the taste of humility in my mouth for an afternoon.

Sleep begets complacency. Fill your eyes with saline and scream for seven hours instead.

My heart beats but once a day. Sometimes, I forget I have one at all. Come mid-afternoon, it throbs, and I discover that I have not died.

Don’t read! Unhinge your jaw and swallow an entire book instead.

There’s a harvest moon every night where I am. It is very stressful.

Two rams charged towards each other at high speed. They vanished upon collision, leaving a swaddled infant. June 6, 1906. My birthday.

I’m in 2023.

How are you preparing for the coming solstice? I’ve been growing a second neck and I am better for it.