December 2009
“I need, therefore I imagine.”
– Carlos Fuentes
textsfromlastnight:
(641): I need to not be around brick walls while intoxicated.
There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it I have now surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp and I do not hope for a better world for anyone, in fact I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape, but even after admitting this there...
I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don’t know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip.
But there is no real me: only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable… I simply am not there.
Christmas is not as good as it was.
according to greek mythology, humans were originally created with 4 arms, 4 legs and a head with two faces. fearing their power, zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves.
“The more I study religions the more I am convinced that man never worshiped...”
– Sir Richard F. Burton
I can no longer tell the days from the nights. The moon glows an eerie red and I could swear it was covered in blood. Something big is going to happen, something so big it could forever change the world. What have you all done? What have you all become? A people more concerned with the temporary pleasures of this world, rather than your salvation? I am now convinced that this is the end. ...
