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Beyond the Limits of Limits

Life is weirdly complicated. You find yourself coming to detest and abhor a thing—only to indulge in it later. Like HOAs and sex. At first, the education and training may be painful, until you find purposeful delight. Delight that comes through continued experiences. The pain transforms into treasurous pleasure, then you defend what you first hated. Now you’re its best soldier. Stamped. On a t-shirt or a deodorant stick plastic. Stockholm syndrome. Go figure. There’s already a word for it. Of course! Nothing new under the sun again. Is there anything new under the sun? Something that has never existed—that

The Squaldo Manifesto: Patent Pending

The Squaldo Manifesto: Patent Pending is Author Known’s wild, satirical declaration of creative independence—a fierce stand against the corporate stranglehold on imagination. This isn’t just a rebellion. It’s a return to sovereign creation, where tools are tools, and expression needs no permission.

Old white church with a cross on top and a "For Sale" sign in front, symbolizing abandonment and transition. Clear blue sky and bare trees in the background.

How a Truck Breakdown Led to a 25-Year Reunion on Easter Weekend

Well, this has been an interesting weekend. It’s an Easter weekend reunion—of all days. Four-twenty-2025. Easter Sunday. Yeah, imagine that. 420 and Easter weekend. Not necessary a “risen” I was expecting, buuut it’s me, writing these words like an unfiltered, 7-year-old Sasquatch boy. I love that kid so much! This post is about how a truck breakdown led me to a 25-Year reunion on Easter weekend. Anyway, I’m in Montgomery, Alabama. I’m here because, well, I wasn’t supposed to be—but I am. You see, I was home after long months of trucking and wanted to enjoy at least ten days

A pile of broken wooden rulers scattered across a worn school desk, next to a laser-engraved recycle symbol. Below the image, the words ‘broken rulers’ appear in rustic white lowercase font, symbolizing the rejection of outdated systems of measurement and judgment. Symbolizes a consciousness glitch without coordinates.

Consciousness Glitch Without Coordinates: A Rebel Awareness

A Glitch Revealed How the hell can someone be fully asleep and consciously wide awake at the same time? It’s like anesthetic knocking out someone’s body yet they fully see and feel what is going on at the same time. It’s like being dead and alive at the exact same time! It seems like blatant consciousness glitch without coordinates and a rebel awareness. I would clarify that as a glitch in the matrix and a glitch in the mirror. Is that a thing? Am I crazy? Or is my entire mind, body, and soul glitching?! Heaven forbid I tell this

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Military Goodbye Trauma

The military has jargon—terminal leave, short-timer’s syndrome, pre-deployment grief. But none of those phrases capture the moment your closest friend walks away toward a gate, not daring to turn around. You feel his ribcage tense. Yours caves in. That’s not just loss. That’s psychological trauma from saying goodbye when no one gives you the tools to do it.

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THE OFFICIAL LIMITED LIFETIME WARRANTY OF AUTHOR KNOWN™

THE OFFICIAL LIMITED LIFETIME WARRANTY OF AUTHOR KNOWN™ For Use With All Books, Blogs, Ideas, Misunderstandings, and Random Forest Discoveries Congratulations, you connoisseur of all things Dumb! By accessing, clicking, skimming, doom-scrolling, hate-reading, or actually enjoying anything produced by Author Known™ (hereafter referred to as “The Entity”), you have automatically and irreversibly agreed to the terms of this Limited Lifetime Warranty. We know. You didn’t read it. No one does. That’s why we made it fun. WHAT’S COVERED? Everything. Nothing. It depends on the weather, the alignment of your chakras, and whether you read this with pants on or saw