An eye for an eye for an eye. Eventually, the whole world goes blind.
unwritten is written in this title.
I started watching FlashForward recently and besides the mysteries, twists, and anomalies happening in the show, there are recurring questions that haunt the characters. If we saw a short glimpse in to our future, whether if your vision is good or bad, will you allow it to happen? Or will you try to change it? I have a good idea where my life will be in a couple of years. Yet, I welcome the...
It's Cold Outside.
Cold world, no blanket.
Unplug a little.
If you’d like to formspring me I’d be glad to sit down and have a nice conversation with you.
Why do you think the old stories tell of men who set out on great journeys to...– Henry Rollins
I walk the straight lines. I walk through the winter nights. I balance myself on the silver rope of dreams. I walk through the dawn of dawns. There’s not a lot that isn’t dying. I see people parading in front of each other like fireflies burning out in a jar, watching each other die one by one as their lights fade. I walk the straight lines through the Christ machines. Through the eyes of...
Sometimes I feel like I have it good here and there are moments where I take my words back and say, “I need to get the fuck out of here.” In no way am I implying that I want to run away. I’m saying that my time here is running out. Fast.
Today celebrates the 4th year since my dog’s passing. It was one of those instances where a person truly learns something about life and death. To me, Copper was my best friend. I will always remember the countless times he would sit next to me looking up making a concerned whimper during trying times. He would do dumb things to make me crack a smile. Like, humping the tree next to my window...