The Management Thanks You

It is the Strange Times, and every single person on the planet, even the boring ones, is unspeakably, unknowably WEIRD. You can read more about

Joan of Arc being feisty as always, with the soldiers of the Warsaw Uprising behind and modern protesters at the fore. There’s some splatters and

A hooded figure rests against a tree trunk at a wooden bridge, though it’s unclear whether they are merely tired or worse. The woods are

Gnarled tree roots that evoke the eye sockets and nasal aperture of a skull seep through the gap between an ancient structure and a medieval

Shadows of a ghostly woman hover over an alpine lake and diminutive waterfall, the blue and green landscape pockmarked with paint splatters. The title text

“Happiness Is Whatever You Want It To Be” In this alternate version the text is set on the dreamy landscape of The Inland Sea, where