I very seldom compose anything in my head which later finds its way into text, except character names sometimes - I'm often very much inspired by things that I misunderstand.

Stand high long enough and your lightning will come.

The future is not Google-able.

And, for an instant, she stared directly into those soft blue eyes and knew, with an instinctive mammalian certainty, that the exceedingly rich were no longer even remotely human.

I'm happiest with people who've gotten furthest from traditional ideas of nationalism.

Art Deco for me except in its most crazed and attenuated forms, it's jut a matter of taste.

Friday, August 04, 2006 MONUMENT posted 8:31 AM Silver nitrous girls pointed into occult winds of porn and destiny.