This account of Theodore "Teddy" Edwards has been pieced together by myself. Through my own personal investigation I have managed to track down persons who either knew him or knew of him. The thoughts expressed herein are those of Teddy himself as he shared them with the people whom he met along his incredible journey searching for Lily. This ( Read more... )

What is most sad is that there are so many voices and that so few of them are actually heard. I think that everyone, if not learned, would be much happier if we could hear, but perhaps it is much sadder how little we listen, so would never pay attention to them anyway. We're such feeble apes! Masquerading as intelligent and therefore staggering ( Read more... )

Megan is modestly attractive in her own sort of way. She doesn't have what beauty magazines and celebrities promote, but she has something different and genuine. We end up spending the night in her bed watching stand up comedy and Fight Club making small talk. Then, as we're falling asleep, I don't know why, I lean in to kiss her and she accepts ( Read more... )

Once upon a time there lived a princess. Well, she wasn't really a princess. She was a patient at the mental hospital in her town. She didn't care though. Those people don't give a fuck about nothing. She knew her prince would one day come and save her from the witch's castle (mental hospital ( Read more... )

Once upon a time there was a boy who wished to make wings. Unfotunately, Daedalus was unable to aid him in this task nor was Da Vinci even born at this point. What he wanted to do was not to escape a catacomb or pinnacle the heavens but rather to show off to a princess ( Read more... )

Today I am thinking about the human condition and what it means to be alive and to interact with one another. Life is so chaotic that we often find ourselves unaware of the decisions that we make instead relying on distractions to humour ourselves. The true nature of our being is complex and uncertain, and it is that uncertainty which makes living ( Read more... )

Shit, it's hot. My mouth tastes like I spent last night chugging butthole. I need a drink. What time is it? I open the door of my car, this red piece of crap that I bought off of a friend for twenty bucks. The door is in utter disrepair, the previous owner before my friend must have gotten into one hell of an accident to dent the door that ( Read more... )

Why can't we be the same like we were yesterday ( Read more... )

You whisper words I long to hear ( Read more... )

I've been watching with my hourglass eyes ( Read more... )