None of those people is an extra, they're all leads in their own stories. |
Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. And there are a million little strings attached to every choice you make. You can destroy your life every time y...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Mar 2009 23:07:00 GMT |
Death is not a lover. |
We're survivors he told her across the flame of the lamp.
Survivors? she said.
Yes.
What in God's name are you talking about? We're not survivors. We're the walking dead in a horror ...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Oct 2008 06:21:00 GMT |
My Journey |
I am going to climb a mountain of truth that stands high above clouds of ambiguity and misunderstanding. Anyone can see the base of this mountain but the height appears painfull, and the journey...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Jul 2008 00:46:00 GMT |
Detach yourself from everything. |
"My benefactor said that when a man embarks on the paths of sorcery he becomes aware, in a gradual manner, that ordinary life has been forever left behind; that knowledge is indeed a frightening affai...
Posted by on Mon, 19 May 2008 23:45:00 GMT |
Elegy for an Enemy |
Rest you, my enemy,Slain without fault,Life smacks but tastelesslyLacking your salt!Stuck in a bog whence naughtMay catapult me,Come from the grave, long-sought,Come and insult me!
--Steven Vincent B...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Mar 2008 14:01:00 GMT |
Ever enough? |
My mind is embedded with so many forgotten toys that I'll never play with. I'll tell you what though, they never go away and they're always around for someone else to enjoy, I just forget they w...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Feb 2008 05:50:00 GMT |
Fight for meaning. |
Definition. I don't know that I'll ever be qualitatively defined necesarily, because each moment seems to carry a new emotion, a new idea, a new direction. And what's so fascinating a...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Dec 2007 11:37:00 GMT |
A Zombie One More |
The dreams continue. They used to be nightmares, back when I thought I could be bitten. But they don't bite. They just chase. They bite the people around me. They've bitt...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Nov 2007 20:42:00 GMT |
Mr. Rogers |
In the external scheme of things, shining moments are as brief as the twinkling of an eye, yet such twinklings are what eternity is made of - moments when we human beings can say "I love you." "I'm pr...
Posted by on Thu, 15 Nov 2007 03:07:00 GMT |
I am everything that is me |
I am the bacteria that devours my dead corpse,
I am the microbes that live on my skin,
The musk that follows me wherever I go,
The events that occur in accordance to my actions,
The urine and bile tha...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Nov 2007 13:51:00 GMT |
