Careful with that axe, Eugene

About Me

Welcome to the machine...
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine. Where have you been? It's all right we know where you've been. You've been in a pipeline filling in time, provided with toys and scouting for boys. You bought a guitar to punish your mom. You didn't like school, you know your nobody's fool. So welcome to the machine.
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine. What did you dream? It's all right we told you what to dream. You dreamed of a big star. He played a mean guitar. He always ate in a steak bar. He loves to drive in his Jaguar. So welcome to the machine...
Apparently sex isn't the cure for insomnia. Evidently dope isn't the cure for a broken heart.
There wasn't so much to say. We just stared at each other. We couldn't really understand the meaning of this powerful feeling, but it was really way too powerful for our body to resist. We never realized, but we were so lucky. It dosen't happen to everyone. At least we had the decency to share it with our friends. Until we all lost our mind...

My Interests

Music, passion, courage, love, devotion....Categoristic things, emotions that classify the masses, to unify...

I'd like to meet:

Anyone really. If you have something interesting to say, or if you are interested, if you can hear the same thing 98769048609834906848 times over, then fine, I have alzheimer for fucking sure. I'm perma-fried, or almost, I admit. Wanna share a table, but drink your own coffee, and not share a coffee? Fine. Step forward and speak, for I will listen.

Music:

I love you

Movies:

I love good actors, I love good stories, as long as there is something good...

Television:

Family Guy

Books:

Coehlo, Chattam, Vernes, Weber, Hugo, Verlaine, Baudelaire, etc.

Heroes:

Pink Floyd, the basis of my fucking life.

My Blog

Here comes the cold

And then it happened again. It started to pour down on all of our heads. We stand alone in the dark, in the cold, we tie our arms around ourselves and try and reach for warmth. We blow inside our...
Posted by Careful with that axe, Eugene on Wed, 07 Nov 2007 08:08:00 PST

If it isnt over yet...

Well, here I stand alone. In the middle of nowhere. It is vast and cold around here. It's not the winter type weather, neither is it fall. It's this in between. Like all the other in-betweens. It's no...
Posted by Careful with that axe, Eugene on Fri, 26 Oct 2007 03:06:00 PST

Bullshit...

A lot of non-believers say religion is for weak-minded people. People who need something else to give them faith in themselves. Then talk to believers, they'll say the love of god is undeniable. As an...
Posted by Careful with that axe, Eugene on Sat, 07 Jul 2007 09:05:00 PST

Tonight

There are some moments where you just wish your body was made of wires, buttons, and switches, and you could just turn it off. But the question is always, how would YOU get YOURSELF back on? It's alwa...
Posted by Careful with that axe, Eugene on Fri, 26 Jan 2007 11:23:00 PST

Another one of these days...

This is one of these days when you just don't give a shit anymore. You just want to run away, to forget about life for a while. Today isn't one of these days. Today I'd run to the end of the world, j...
Posted by Careful with that axe, Eugene on Wed, 17 Jan 2007 08:58:00 PST

One of these days...

This is one of these days, were everything seems bitter. When you reach for hope but it just turns his back on you. So you try to hold on to something else, to someone. But you just can't find th...
Posted by Careful with that axe, Eugene on Tue, 09 Jan 2007 11:18:00 PST