a honk from the void

Greetings my 10 followers.

Jesus Christ my guys what a sad wacky two year+ it's been since my last article.
Sorry for abandoning you guys, but the genocide against Palestine has broke my brains a bit.
I think if it hasn't broken your brains a bit, you haven't been paying attention.
Holocaust of our time my guys, pay attention please!

One thing that really struck me is how Zios are so delulu.
How could people be supporting this? Why are these humans be so full of hatred?
Don't they know that genocide is bad?
Are they the ones out of touch with reality... or AM I? (them, it is definitely them)
Its made me look into my own behaviours and ask myself:
"christofferson, why the fuck are YOU like this?"

To get answers, it has taken me on a wild mystical journey through time and space.
I have cracked open the top flaky layer of the croissant of the mind and studied not just the buttery layers within, but the pockets of air that are equally important.
I have learned arcane arts, confronted demons, fucked up and tried again.
I have formed alliances with the fragments of my mind and broken chains of old.
It has taken a lot of effort and work, I finally have all of the answers to everything there ever was is and will be - exciting right?

In this process and deep inside my mind palace I heard a HONK from the void. The honking grew louder until it could not be ignored. It spoke to me and said:
"Honk. You forgot about me, your silly goose side! Remember to be playful and not take stuff super seriously sometimes! honk honk!"

And so here I AM, filled to the brim with timespace wisdom, whimsy and lemony zest to use this space for the good of all humankind.
I think I'll be doing some tidying up of things, adding stuff etc, as always this place is under construction