Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplacable spark. In the hopeless swamps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all, do not let the hero in your soul perish and leave only frustration for the life you deserved, but never have been able to reach. The world you desire can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Snap. Crackle. POP!

Image dump of no particular relevance.
So much going on in my head tonight that Im finding it hard to speak at all.
So dont listen, just look.

1 comment:

  1. Only amazing creatures like you and I can look at images of naked girls with protruding bones and feel emotion but not empowerment and eagerness to do the same. Loves it..