
"Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It’s round and wet and crowded. At the outside, babies, you’ve got about a hundred years here. There’s only one rule that I know of, babies — ‘God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.’" -Vonnegut
What can I tell you, that you don't already know? Prodigal son returns, all that biblical stuff. Back in the shadows of the old canyons. Back in the places feared and celebrated. Walking the holy paths from bar to bar. Learning a new language. Bettering oneself. The eternal struggle. The eventual decay. The last, long year of the second decade. The transubstantiation. The shenanigans. Son of 5 Points. Brother of the Two Rivers. The cradle of life. Modern Mesopotamia, strike me down.
Life: Defined by quantity of friends, no matter how hollow or tenuous the relationship.
Life: Defined by tagged journal entries and the occasional sad song.
Life: Defined by static images from my own perspective.
You've got your reasons
And me I've got mine But all the reasons I gave Were just lies to buy myself some time I'm gonna work it out Cause time wont work it outMiranda Brown, Crooked Fingers, Voxtrot, Eric Bachmann, EPMD
"We all admire the spangled acrobat with classical grace meticulously walking his tight rope in the talcum light; but how much rarer art there is in the sagging rope expert wearing scarecrow clothes and impersonating a grotesque drunk! I should know." Thank you for your friendship! Musical greetings from Munich/Germany!
posted Jun 28
Charlotte says:
because i'm really hardcore? no... that can't be it. because our paths have yet to cross? maybe.
posted Jul 2