Should I pursue a path so twisted? Should I crawl defeated and gifted?

Why can't I write something that would awake the dead? That pursuit is what burns most deeply.

I'm estranged from social media and I don't really deal with it. I tried to work on a website and it took up all my time. People wanted me to have a Twitter account and I spent the whole day figuring out what would be the first message. I still haven't wrapped my head around it.

Both of them were ahead of their time, but they didn't live long enough to see the time they were ahead of.

For I desired, as Youth does, to be taken by the hand and hurled into the world.

Just because I've extricated myself from religion doesn't mean I'm not interested in the scriptures. I look at the Bible as itself. It's a holy book, it has incredible literature in it and beautiful poetry.

I'm okay with roaming around the world in my bunk for days on end. Maybe every third day I'll get a shower or stumble out at dawn and realize I'm in a field in Poland. I like that kind of life.