When you're hovering 30 something thousand feet in the air inside of a synthetically engineered metal bird, all you can honestly think about, is death. Let's face it. No one wants to admit the morbid fuckeries that are lingering around our brains while we are unnaturally up in the sky because that's just too real… Continue reading Mid-Flight Rants
Let's live for the subtle things; the things that are not things; the things that are everything but subtle; the simple things that are interlocked with much deeper things; the things that are so much more than nothing, but so much less than everything; the things that don't seem significant, but will in the end, make… Continue reading Let’s Live….
Pre-brainfuckery: I adamanty believe in the existence of ghosts. Ghouls, spirits, phantoms, incorporeal beings, souls gone astray..Casper for fucksake. My mind often wanders when it comes to mortality and this is where I crown myself the Diva of Darkness. The subject on ghosts along with string theory, parallel universe(s), alien existence, and evolution versus religion....ugh… Continue reading Morbid Brainfuckeries Galore.