Thursday, February 28, 2013

An Ode to The Joker

Don't talk like you're one of them! 
You're not... even if you'd like to be. To them you're just a freak, like me.

They need you right now, but when they don't, they'll cast you out. Like a leper. 
See, their morals, their "code"... it's a bad joke, dropped at the first sign of trouble. 

They're only as good as the world allows them to be. I'll show you. 
When the chips are down, these uh, these "civilized people," they'll eat each other. 

See, I'm not a monster. 
I'm just ahead of the curve.

Wednesday, February 27, 2013


There's a moment in everybody's life when you're hopeless, just helpless with hope and trust. 

And then something happens, something too big to understand, and then everything changes forever. 

If you ask me, you start out with goodness so pure and clear you won't even know it's there, because that's the way it is when you don't know anything. 

And then the news begins to arrive. 

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

You can't Escape

"When you can see the future, you think you're capable of changing it.

But you're just a witness to coming moments, unable to help, even if you wanted to and maybe you don't.

Sometimes you think you're supposed to learn something, about patience or distance, but in the end it's all about discipline.

Seeing things you don't always want to and just moving on.

After a while things become easier.

Your dream keeps your mind from wandering.

You begin to accept things as they are.

Every man has his destiny.

You can't escape it, even if you can see it coming."

Monday, February 4, 2013

[ LIFE ]

"Everything is more complicated than you think.

You only see a tenth of what is true.

There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make.

You can destroy your life every time you choose.

But maybe you won't know for twenty years.

And you may never ever trace it to its source.

And you only get one chance to play it out.

And they say there is no fate, but there is.

It's what you create.

And even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are only here for a fraction of a fraction of a second.

Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born.

But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right.

And it never comes or it seems to, but it doesn't really.And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope that something good will come along.

Something to make you feel connected, something to make you feel whole, something to make you feel loved."