We are A Menace World.
Still kids. Still a menace. We make things, and we’re endlessly curious about what the hell life even is.
Why people think the way they think.
Why they like what they like.
Whether meaning has meaning at all. Who assigns archetypes?
How can something exist everywhere and in all states before it’s observed?
Who writes dreams and myths?
How can a dream validate individuation?
Did we lock the door before leaving the house?
Where’s the phone?
Where’s the lighter?
What were we even talking about? Oh yeah, what we like. We like risk. Irreverence.
Making the unconscious conscious.
Understanding things fundamentally.
Being intrinsically curious.
Laughing. Crying.
Being hungry, then eating.
Beers. Reading. Gaming. Hanging out.
Bla bla bla. And most importantly:
We really love shaorma. Like really, a lot.