Last Known Sighting


Alright, here it is—my unofficial, semi-sacred, totally irreverent “graduation photo.” Me, standing there like I crashed a very intense episode of Philosopher’s Got Talent, shoulder to shoulder with Jesus, Buddha, Moses, Krishna, Laozi, and Confucius. Yeah, that’s me in the middle looking like I just interrupted 5,000 years of wisdom with a casual, “Hey guys, what’s up?”

And no—I’m not claiming to be some enlightened guru or the eighth wonder of the spiritual world. I’m not glowing. I’m not levitating. I didn’t walk on water to get there. I just figured, if I was gonna take one last group photo before shuffling off this mortal coil, it might as well be with the crew who wrote most of humanity’s top-selling existential content.

This isn’t a religious thing. It’s not a recruitment ad. It’s a reminder: these guys all had something to say. And whether they were right, wrong, metaphorical, or mythological, people have been quoting them for centuries. You don’t get that kind of airtime without hitting on something that sticks.

I’ve spent my life peeling back the layers—slogans, sermons, sales pitches—trying to find what’s actually real underneath. I didn’t need incense or temples or some dude in a robe handing me truth like a coupon. I needed clarity. Sanity. Something that made sense when the lights were off and the noise was gone.

So when I finally punch my ticket—and I will—don’t bother looking up. No clouds. No harps. No pearly gates. Just entropy doing its thing. Dust to dust. I’ll be busy becoming the atoms in your sandwich or the static in your radio. Physics, baby.

And when that time comes, send this picture out with this message:

Wes is gone. He finally left the building. 
No angels, no hellfire. 
Just one more human 
becoming part of the cosmic compost pile.

He left you this image—not to preach, not to convert. 
Just to say:

“All these guys had something to say. And so did he.
Now it’s your turn.
Think. Question everything.
Don’t be an idiot.
And for f*’s sake, pay attention.
Life’s not a drill.”


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