it's not my friend

Turn me on take me for a hard ride
Burn me out leave me on the otherside
I yell and tell it that
It's not my friend
I tear it down I tear it down
And then it's born again

How long how long will I slide
Separate my side I don't
I don't believe it's bad
Slit my throat
It's all I ever

Needle in the Hay

The Day The World Went Away

V

This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is it vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished, as the once vital voice of the verisimilitude now venerates what they once vilified. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, and so it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.

a little atomic bomb

The Patriot Act?

"They that can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety."
---- Benjamin Franklin

Einstein once said:

"Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world."

stop and think

Precisely the least, the softest, lightest, a lizard's rustling,
a breath, a flash, a moment - a little makes the way
of the best happiness.
-Frederich Nietzsche

how true!

This is my "depressed stance." When you're depressed, it makes a lot of difference how you stand. The worst thing you can do is straighten up and hold your head high because then you'll start to feel better. If you're going to get any joy out of being depressed, you've got to stand like this.
~Charlie Brown

makes me want to party

happy Valentine's Day

today

We sat side by side in the morning light and looked out at the future together.

- Brian Andres -

West Texas

the sad self

Traveling is a fool's paradise. Our first journeys discover to us the indifference of places. At home I dream that at Naples, at Rome, I can be intoxicated with beauty, and lose my sadness. I pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the sea, and at last wake up in Naples, and there beside me is the stern fact, the sad self, unrelenting, identical, that I fled from. I seek the Vatican, and the palaces. I affect to be intoxicated with sights and suggestions, but I am not intoxicated. My giant goes with me wherever I go.

from "Self-Reliance" by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Depeche Mode

then

now

therapy

Donnie: My parents didn't get me what I wanted for Christmas.

Dr. Lillian Thurman: What did you want?

Donnie: Hungry Hungry Hippos.

Dr. Lillian Thurman: And how did you feel, being denied these Hungry, Hungry Hippos?

Donnie: Regret.

(from Donnie Darko)

Kahlil Gibran

The most pitiful among men is he who turns his dreams into silver and gold.

you should be.

interesting

'Vengeance is a lazy form of grief.' - Sylvia Broome in The Interpreter