When I am not alone, that is when I feel most lonely.  Life is funny like that, when it gives you everyone, but leaves you with no one.  Everyone seems to have a track on which they desperately follow.  They scuttle along to carry out what destiny has laid out for them.  And then one day they run into something terribly fateful and try to switch ( Read more... )

History has taught that it should terrify a man, to the very depths of his being, if he should possess power and be possessed by it. Remarkable, how so much destruction can be wielded from only a few pounds of steel. Its weight is magnificent, stretching my every tendon from wrist to shoulder. The way it held in my hands, the way it gripped, ( Read more... )

At 5:30 AM today, Eastern Standard Time, my dear sister fell to the crushing forces of our nation's capitalistic machinery. There against the cold, stone walls of the local Best Buy, she stood hungrily and sleepy-eyed in the freezing mist of a predawn November day. And what noble cause was served by this masochistic self-sacrifice? To buy a ( Read more... )

If cut by the blade, one can mend. If stricken by disease, one can cure. But if taken for granted by a dear friend, one can only hurt quietly behind an airy, melancholy smile. Perhaps that is the most serious injury of all, difficult to heal because it is buried deep beneath the surface and invisible to the indifferent eye. The wounded will ( Read more... )

Sometimes it feels like I am chasing a mirage. The closer I get to it, the further it moves away. When you want something so much, you forget about all that really matters. There is no point in searching for something that does not want to be found. The tracks lead nowhere and you will only get lost. I really want something else.

The world is a strange place, for the lily to grow in a puddle of mud. But maybe that is the meaning of beauty. To remain free and blossom, even in a world of chaos. Where can we look that we would not find suffering? Certainly not in this realm, and certainly not in our hearts. We are captives, bound in the irons of another generation’s ( Read more... )

It was another first again for me. For what had been seen by so many before, had made contact with my eyes for the first time--live in concert, Funker Vogt with God Module and Combi-Christ. They exhibited a strong performance and seized a loyal crowd. I was driven to move with the music, because standing still before greatness is almost ( Read more... )

When the fields freeze over, they always leave behind the seed of hope. For every winter, there will come a spring. And the frost will melt to uncover fields of gold. I do not really know you, but I know that you are afraid. Your heart is heavy from carrying the weight of your future. There is so much uncertainty, so much to be afraid of. I ( Read more... )

So, Halloween is here once more. The spirits will again have their independence day, to break free from their earthly tombs and frighten those who are not yet dead. They will haunt the corridors of our homes, and keep us awake at night. My uncle once saw a demon with horns standing in the doorway that leads to his garage. Ghosts do not reveal ( Read more... )

My mind has a mind of its own. Sometimes it wanders where I do not want to follow. I am led to strange places that I have never seen before. And then I am forced to return to a place that I thought had been sealed off in a memory that was locked away. If only this was just a false world, and I could swallow a tiny pill like in the movies and ( Read more... )