WRITTEN FOR THOSE WHO FIND THEMSELVES DRYING OUT THE SKINS OF ANIMALS YOU HUNTED DOWN AND KILLED YOURSELF WEARING NOTHING BUT A COCK RING AND A SMILE.ALSO, WE LIKE TO CONSIDER OURSELVES HIGHLY INTELLIGENT AND EXTREMELY MOTIVATED IF THE NEED ARISES.WE ARE NOT SOLDIERS OF FORTUNE BUT OF REASON.SOCIALISM COUNTS AND SO DOES WHISKEY.MAKE NO MISTAKE WE ARE DEADLY AND LOVELY.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Morphine for the soul

Lately I have been a bit busy with a healthy dose of mortality. The brief time we spend on this earth can only be counted in years and accomplishments. What sort of legacy will you leave behind given a small amount of time? The earth was shaped over the course of millions of years to acheive the level of unimagineable beauty which exists today. According to scientists we have only existed as a species for a mere blink of an eye. What are we supposed to accomplish on such a truncated timetable? I sit next to a person who has taught me the meaning of the word "resilience". So it pains me much more to see the effects of the cancer that is ravaging their body. The invisible killer,the great equalizer...The way that people waste away is scarier than any zombie movie can ever hope to be. This is way too sad.