You've got two options: the dead or dead.
Two sides of the same coin in a manner of speaking. On one side, the eagle, free in flight, free of the earth and all the concerns that come with it. On the other, the decaying severed head of george washington snapping his jaws shut on the pad of your index finger as you stare at him with disbelieving eyes.
When the guns run out of bullets and the knives have lost their edge what exactly is left? Not fuckin' much…Continue
You make concessions. First you say...just a little bit, just for now, because you're hungry. Then, it's just a sip, you need to wet your throat. But then a little bite becomes a bigger bite and wetting your throat becomes a swallow and before you know it you are just plain hungry and thirsty and you don't have anything left.
I'll admit that it seemed simple at first. All of those people running for the woods, running to canada, running for the hills. I laughed at them…Continue
I used to be an overnight worker. While the world around me slept, I was awake. I thought then that the darkness was my friend, an intimate friend. I would watch over the world when the light faded and I would protect it until Dawn and then seek my own darkness behind closed eyelids. It was an intimate relationship, one that I always felt was borne out of mutual trust and respect. I was a fool.
The darkness I embraced then was one of my own making, it was of man's making. Not a true…