Debussy was right. "In opera, there is always too much singing." No words could move the soul as poetically as the silence in a score.

Bisou Bisou
A ton coming your way.

Rachel is in hell and Satan is an unlicensed pharmacist.

A lomo lens effect; an over-exposed capture of reality in real time.

The second before the second after echoes like piles of polaroid snap-shots of the past, stop-motion frames cascading backwards into obvilion.

Faith noun Belief which is not based on proof.

Great ships slit a foot bridge in two, against the midnight sky, a crescent moon. Alien pods release into the heavens, a trail of gold blossoms, wilting as soon as their birth, then a cosmic bloom of red, green and yellow. A state of perpetual hysteria imprisons the atmosphere in a corsage of amber blooms. Mouths agape beneath the canopy, ( Read more... )

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I stand amongst the ricocheting bullets of an ongoing battle, alone - my men have abandoned their post ( Read more... )

I am judgmental of individuals who lack basic morals and self-discipline, and i am especially judgmental of those who have committed or float along the lines of adultery. Despite agreeing with the notion that you are no longer the person you were 5 years ago, your history speaks volumes and i often over-analyse the history of individuals. The ( Read more... )

Charred were the prayers of all hope, i stood before the remains of my family cremated before me. The aftermath of a senseless victory rose in coils, in resentment i breathe, a survivor.