(Facebook ‘features’) Apparently Facebook is kicking up memories of the past on

(Facebook ‘features’)

Apparently Facebook is kicking up memories of the past on a random basis. But how do they select good and bad memories? I mean, if you show me a photo from my divorce era I might just start sobbing. Others fill you with joy.

This photo magically appeared on my timeline today. Amanda is an elegant woman, beautiful and kind. A bit of a fragile flower at times, which makes her all the more desirable. She’ll be beautiful no matter what her age. I couldn’t tolerate living in Canada, and she couldn’t trust me to be dependable enough to follow me. And she was terrified of racism in the states the same way europeans are terrified of guns in the states.

Men are more sentimental than women. I still love every women I’ve ever been with. Women are not. When we’re gone, they hate us. This makes a kind of reproductive sense really. We still protect them if they don’t mate with us. They refuse to mate with us because for them we’re unreliable, and they spread negative gossip about us to other women, decreasing our reproductive viability.

All knowledge is not welcome. Ignorance is comforting. The universe is not our friend. We defeat the universe with every day we exist. It is our only function – to conquer and bend the universe to our will, for our own purpose, and in doing so make a garden by pacifying a universe that cares not about us in the least.