Bill: I'm calling you a killer. A natural born killer. You always have been, and you always will be. Moving to El Paso, working in a used record store, goin' to the movies with Tommy, clipping coupons. That's you, trying to disguise yourself as a worker bee. That's you tryin' to blend in with the hive. But you're not a worker bee. You're a renegade killer bee. And no matter how much beer you drank or barbecue you ate or how fat your ass got, nothing in the world would ever change that.
something alluring about a man with no online presence. it’s the modern version of knowing how to fix an engine or leaving a party without a goodbye. quiet refusal. like keeping the oversized gay phone buried in a pocket—restraint. it suggests he’s elsewhere. wanna be where he is
Bill: I'm calling you a killer. A natural born killer. You always have been, and you always will be. Moving to El Paso, working in a used record store, goin' to the movies with Tommy, clipping coupons. That's you, trying to disguise yourself as a worker bee. That's you tryin' to blend in with the hive. But you're not a worker bee. You're a renegade killer bee. And no matter how much beer you drank or barbecue you ate or how fat your ass got, nothing in the world would ever change that.
the real danger is anything that feels nourishing while quietly draining you. our brains evolved for wolves and famine, not algorithmic attention traps. step away for a few days and you remember what mental quiet feels like 🌸
Finished a seven day social media fast. It feels like the most effective longevity therapy I've done.
Everything got better: mood, sleep, energy, presence, judgment, relationships, and optimism.
Evidence shows a seven day fast produces a reduction of anxiety (16%), depression (25%) and insomnia (15%). The effects felt bigger.
Conversely, dipping back in, I can viscerally feel that my body metabolizes social media similarly to a fast food meal, corrosive relationship, hangover, and sleep deprivation. My body hates it.
After the previous fasts (40/hr and 70hr), I wrote that social media is pollution. Not a vice or guilty pleasure. It’s closer to water toxins, air pollution and microplastics.
This time, the major insight was that social media is a form of intoxication.
Alcohol is honest intoxication. It clearly tells you what it's taking from you. Social media on the other hand does not disclose itself as an intoxicant.
It produces the sensation of being informed, engaged, and connected while quietly evacuating your capacity for depth and independent thought.
You don’t feel drunk, you feel current. But evidence shows that it causes your brain to shrink. The impairment is real by you can't feel it. Making it the more dangerous type.
If you haven't tried it, I strongly encourage you to try a social media fast. Even if for one day.
@QuoteNietzsche intellectual sovereignty — not every new release, not every bright opinion, deserves a seat at your table. be selective. let only what is eternal touch you.
i didn’t want to choose between power and beauty.
i named my daughter Astrid — old norse for “divinely beautiful,” from áss (God) and fríðr (beautiful, beloved). it holds the old norse word for God at its core, embodying God’s strength.
Naming your daughter Victoria is essentially calling her "conqueror/winner" (feminine version), masculine version: Victor (Origin: Latin)
Essentially, it's opting to give your daughter a power name instead of a beauty name, when most feminine names encompass material or spiritual beauty (hope, faith, gift, destiny, or some type of flower)
Problem is, Victoria just straight up isn't aesthetic. It is not sweet sounding to the ear and stumbles slightly on the tongue (4 syllables). It sounds like someone has just issued an edict in the roman senate. And you can't shorten it to something cute either. Vick/Vic? Sounds like a bald man who is coming to collect a debt.
To be fair, I don't think Victor is very aesthetic either, though naturally it's not as jarring (so less unaesthetic) because it's masculine and doesn't try to soften that with the ending like Victoria does (and thus fails as both a power name, and a beauty name)
An aesthetic powerful masculine name for example would be Magnus (origin: Latin - meaning: Mighty) - if it's a tie up between Victor and Magnus, Magnus is the clear winner, and again, most of you only know of one guy called Magnus and that's only if you're into chess: Magnus Carlsen (who in the chess world, certainly lives up to his name)
All of this to say: Victoria is patently just a bad name for a girl. Not because I am opposed to giving women power names (I'm not) but because power shouldn't come at the cost of beauty.
This being said, Queen Victoria lived up to the meaning of her name (Conqueror/Winner) but, much like my commentary on the name suggests, was also known for being pretty inelegant as far as royalty goes (her portraits tend to be unflattering).
happiness blooms in the work of becoming. the grind is the reward — silver, warmth — icing. push harder. think deeper. create without pause. walk with those who sharpen you. fill life’s moments with learning, growth, quiet mastery. all else drifts like dust.