Thursday, August 2, 2007
Sunday, May 6, 2007
Friday, May 4, 2007
Prison
Thursday, May 3, 2007
Wednesday, May 2, 2007
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
It Is Not Love Anymore
Monday, April 23, 2007
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Saturday, April 21, 2007
Friday, April 20, 2007
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
The Rose
Monday, April 16, 2007
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Randall Flagg
"He looks like anybody you see on the street. But when he grins, birds fall dead off telephone lines. When he looks at you a certain way, your prostate goes bad and your urine burns. The grass yellows up and dies where he spits. He's always outside. He came out of time. He doesn't know himself. He has the name of a thousand demons. Jesus knocked him into a herd of pigs once. His name is Legion. He's afraid of us. We're inside. He knows magic. He can call the wolves and live in the crows. He's the king of nowhere. But he's afraid of us. He's afraid of . . . inside."
Friday, April 13, 2007
Thursday, April 12, 2007
The Truth
"Now... When it comes to you, and us, I have a few unanswered questions. So, before this tale of bloody revenge reaches its climax, I'm going to ask you some questions, and I want you to tell me the truth. However, therein lies a dilemma. Because, when it comes to the subject of me, I believe you are truly and utterly incapable of telling the truth, especially to me, and least of all, to yourself. And, when it comes to the subject of me, I am truly and utterly incapable of believing anything you say."
-Bill
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
A Choice
Accept The Pain
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Time
For everything there is a season,
And a time for every matter under heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
A time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to seek, and a time to lose;
A time to keep, and a time to throw away;
A time to tear, and a time to sew;
A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;A time to love, and a time to hate,
A time for war, and a time for peace.
-Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
Monday, April 9, 2007
The Assault
Sunday, April 8, 2007
The End Of This Chapter
[Chapter One]
I gave you my time
I gave you my whole life
I gave you my love, every dime
They told me it was... a crime
Do you remember?
Or did it all go in vain...
[Chapter Two]
I looked in the light, I sat in your coalmine
The promise they made, I should keep?
Make sure that we would never meet
I can't remember
The promise I made so deep
Tell me that past times won't die...
Tell me that old lies are alive
[Chapter Three]
Across darkened skies, I travelled without a light
I sank in the well of my mind
Too deep, never to be found
I can't remember...
How could you be so vain...
Tell me that past times won't die...
Tell me that old lies are alive
Love that expired too long time ago
Kills me, it thrills me...
[Chapter Four]
You have new love and
It looks good on you
I have never wished you dead, yet.
You can now have all the things I could never give to you
Look out the window " cest ?moi"...
[Chapter Five]
I'm sorry, I am here
I'm not sure if it should bring you fear
I whisper in your ear
Why is he here?
[Chapter six]
While you are sleeping, I steal your ear ring
Light you one candle, this anger I handle
They said I won't find you, but now I'm beside you
I'm not all that stable
You should know by know that you are mine...
Tell me that past times won't die...
Tell me that old lies are alive
I tell you that past times won't die...
I tell you that old lies are alive
Love due to expire too long time ago
Kills me, it will kill you...too
-Sonata Artica
Saturday, April 7, 2007
Friday, April 6, 2007
Kostnaden
Thursday, April 5, 2007
Nightmares & Torture pt 1
You are the watcher; the mind is the watched. It is a beautiful mechanism, one of the most beautiful mechanisms that nature has given to you. So you can use it when needed for factual memory -- for phone numbers, for addresses, for names, for faces....It is a good tool, but that's all it is. It need not sit upon you continuously twenty-four hours a day. Even while you are sleeping, it is sitting on your chest torturing you, giving you nightmares. All kinds of relevant and irrelevant thoughts go on and on.
-Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh
Wednesday, April 4, 2007
The Watcher
“When sadness comes, just sit by the side and look at it and say, “I am the watcher, I am not sadness,” and see the difference. Immediately you have cut the very root of sadness. It is no more nourished. It will die of starvation. We feed these emotions by being identified with them.”
-Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh
The Traitor
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
A Story That Could Be True
If you were exchanged in the cradle and
your real mother died
without ever telling the story
then no one knows your name,
and somewhere in the world
your father is lost and needs you
but you are far away.
He can never find
how true you are, how ready
when the great wind comes
and the robberies of the rain
you stand in some corner shivering.
The people who go by-
you wonder at their calm.
They miss the whisper that runs
any day in your mind,
“Who are you really wanderer?”
-and the answer you have to give
no matter how dark and cold
the world around you is:
“Maybe I am a king.”
-William Stafford
The Storm
Monday, April 2, 2007
Opening Act
When the Jews return to Zion
And a comet rips the sky
And the Holy Roman Empire rises
Then You and I must die.
From the eternal sea he rises
Creating armies on either shore
Turning man against his brother
'Til man exists no more.
-Father Brennan
Sunday, April 1, 2007
Broken
Friday, March 30, 2007
Twist Away
Hypocrisy
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