You can steal my women but don't play with my whiskey.

Boring damned people. All over the earth. Propagating more boring damned people. What a horror show. The earth swarmed with them.

All our days are marked with/ unexpected/ affronts--some/ disastrous, others/ less so/ but the process is/ wearing and/ continuous./ Attrition rules./ Most give/ way/ leaving/ empty spaces/ where people should/ be.

Any asshole can chase a skirt, art takes discipline.

Invent yourself and then reinvent yourself.

Censorship is the tool of those who have the need to hide actualities from themselves and from others. Their fear is only their inability to face what is real, and I can't vent any anger against them. I only feel this appalling sadness. Somewhere, in their upbringing, they were shielded against the total facts of our existence. They were only taught to look one way when many ways exist.

my 6 foot goddess makes me laugh the laughter of the mutilated who still need love... she has saved me from everything that is not here