Stick Your Dick In These Mashed Potatoes
(It’s that Kinda Party)
Mental Fucking Health
About Rusty Eyeball
Pop Goes the Wee Soul
Consciousness. It’s called the hard problem of science. And yet this mysterious fucking thing is fundamental to our experience of reality. If we turn our inherent awareness inward, if we fold our lucidity back on itself, our experience of mundane existence can become fucking extraordinary.
I symbolize this fundamental, ineffable but intimate wakefulness behind our thoughts with an eyeball. Not because sight is a singular metric of experience. But because I fucking like eyeballs.
Shit I Do to Stay Out of Trouble (It’s Not Working)
Go the Fuck Outside
Who the Fuck Am I?
About Shawn Boland
Hello, my name is Shawn and my pronouns are “Fucker”, “Hey You” and “You Can’t Say That on Social Media!”
And I suppose that’s why we’re here. I didn’t build a website though just to be able to say fuck as much as I want. I mean, I do have a fondness for colorful expletives. But fuck it. I built a website so that we can be free of algorithms and huge money making platforms that use us as both product and consumer within the parameters that they dictate in order to maximize their ad revenue. Think about that. You are both the consumer and the product. WTF, right?
I mean, don’t get me wrong, it got us all to this point after all. It connects people and ideas, so it’s not all bad.
Poetry & Shit
I’m getting weird over at Substack now. All my shit, videos plus transcriptions, additional writing and whatever else tickles my fancy. It’s all there, it’s all free. If you want to support this thing I’m doing, knock yourself out, you can subscribe to my Substack if you want. But it’s not necessary to see all my shit. Wanna come get weird with me?

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