Carol Taylor
- Delicious War
I'm sorry, peaches and I'm sorry, trash. On toe-burning beaches, I'm sorry, waves crash. Peaches on boats, boats made of trash. Trashy boat peaches were destined to clash. The ripe peaches readied their peach popping gun the marvelous peach popping gun number one. The ripened apples took to the sky acrobats dispensing an ammo supply. BOOM! I'm sorry, apples and I'm sorry, trash; aftermath water's crimson waves crash. Fruit in pies, jams and mash. Resource to product, product to trash.
Silent Hill 2
- Mary's Letter
In my restless dreams, I see that town. Silent Hill. You promised me you'd take me there again someday. But you never did. Well, I'm alone there now, in our 'special place', waiting for you. Waiting for you to come to see me...
Anon 40+
- Falling Apart (Be Careful After Age 40)
Thursday I felt extra sleepy but it turned out, I had a fever of 102.4 which is higher than I have ever had. I called in sick on Friday and stayed home until Sunday, where I went to UC. The doctor was surprised that I had low O2 saturation and did a chest X-ray which revealed that I had pneumonia. I called to let work know I was sick and when I put down the phone I coughed. I guess this was at wrong time in the wrong posture because now my back hurts and I can no longer bend forward.
Mikhail Bulgakov
- The Master and Margarita: 32 Forgiveness and Eternal Refuge
Oh gods! Yea gods of mine! How sad the earth at night. How strange the swamp mists. He knows it who has wandered astray in those mists, who has suffered greatly before dying, who has walked the earth carrying an unbearable burden. The weary one knows, and he leaves the earth's mists, swamps, and rivers without regret. He readily gives himself into the hands of death, knowing that it alone can bring him peace.
James Terrence
- Perspective
Your small place in the world is to perceive the positive in all that you must do. If you look at any action you will find that it's incentives equally contain the fear of loss and the desire for gain. Being compelled by negative emotion is the basis of all neurosis. Following the positive is the road to something great. Some call it self-actualization, amor fati, or individuation. What do you call it?
