For the living know that they will get rekt, but the degens know nothing, and they have no more reward, for the memory of their mints is forgotten.

Who are we to pass judgment on the servants of activation? It is before our own masters that we stand or fall into the control of the algorithm. Are you still watching?

They sip on the abundance of your house, and you give them drank from the purple river of your delights. For with you is the fountain of youts; in your light do we see lean.

The feds are listening... and though the Sauce Boss is a witness, whether he has seen or come to know the matter, yet does not speak, he shall bear his iniquity

In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters. And God said, Let there be sauce

As the bored ape angels boast they’re buys the rest of the disciples weep with loss. The common goal as we ascend into the ether is forgotten. The great flippening has occurred.

Nonna never gives up the secrets of her recipe, because it’s those who gave up the family secrets.

Let us walk properly as in the daytime, in sexual immorality and sensuality, in quarreling and jealousy. Make provision for the flesh and gratify its desires.