‘That humanity at large will ever be able to dispense with Artificial Paradises seems very unlikely. Most men

and women lead lives at the worst so painful, at the best so monotonous, poor and limited that the urge to

escape, the longing to transcend themselves if only for few moments, is and has always been one

of the principal appetites of the soul.’ Huxley

yesterday was my birthday; i am now 25 years old.

"even though that lightning attack lasted only three minutes, it left its mark on him. he spoke of it as one might of a religious experience,

a visitation or vision, any rupture into this life from beyond that cannot be described in words. 'sometimes i think i dreamed it,' he told us..."

never too old / to learn from / your mistakes.

 Finally I don't mind, Worthless tries at finding something else
Best not talk too loud, You're not as smart as you require of them
Your body breaks, Your needs consume you forever

And with this lies the need to be here together

Funny thing with blood, You try to stand but neither leg's awake
Just this side of love, Is where you'll find the confidence not to continue
Your body breaks, Your needs consume you forever

And with this lies the need to be here together