I watch. I see. I listen ( Read more... )

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.

Even if dawn finds me passed out again amidst a sea of papers, my aching hand still clutching an inkless fountain pen, my words will forever fall tragically short of any semblance of a fair description of you-

you demon,

you savior,

you dearest of foes.

Should old acquaintances be forgotten ( Read more... )

There are madmen at the helm. They run it all, from what tie you choose in the morning to what creamer you use in your coffee. They pick your good drugs, they tell you you're crazy. They give you the Freedoms of America then listen to your phone conversations. This, of course, is all one big lie. I might be paid to say that though. Or perhaps ( Read more... )

I have a confession to make children. Yes, it is true, a confession. There is something that weighs heavy on my soul and I must release it in order to begin the cleansing process of self-induced forgiveness so the heavenly zombie father may welcome me with open arms into the disco club in the sky ( Read more... )

Mwa-hahahahahaha! Vindication of pessimism ( Read more... )

Wish for more? Want to taste the divine? Experience the side that awakens after the sun has fallen? What is spoken of in whispers through the haze of cancerous fumes... the places we touch with our minds when we say such silly things like "How are you today?"... we never mean them. We spit forth the words like a salivating dog when all we really ( Read more... )

Voyeurism. Exhibitionism. Sadism. Polysubstance Abuse. Interpersonal Distrust.

Watch you, shock you, make you bleed, take three pills, smoke a cigarette, pop a tab and I won't call you in the morning.

Can you imagine... a devil wanders the earth, delighting in misery, tasting pleasure, dancing along, the wanderlust king... meets one of God's own... falls in love? Innocence and purity? He vaguely remembers the light, the sanctity of life, what it is to view the world with wide eyes full of wonder, fear ( Read more... )