Harsh truth: No one claps when you need it most. But they all cheer when you finally make it.

No amount of guilt will change the past No amount of anxiety will change the future Focus on the present

The heart of man is very much like the sea; it has its storms, it has its tides, and in its depths, it has its pearls too.

When they left, I stood alone, looking over a chunk of rock in which Malcolm X and Gandhi gazed with stone-walled grimaces into the exterior mystic. I bent down and picked up the rock and saw Caucasian racism and British colonialism, Elijah Muhammed and Nathuram Godse, and I saw

“Well, this is just a conspiracy theory really. A conspiracy by God I guess,” He laughed at that, “I have this idea that this is the afterlife, right? I have this theory that every human, you me, all of them,” He pointed at the crowd again, “We all died at the exact same second

I'm not afraid of death; I just don't want to be there when it happens

I want to die in my sleep like my grandfather... not screaming and yelling like the passengers on his bus

I don't mind dying, the trouble is you feel so bloody stiff the next day

All narcotics should be legal, and monitored and regulated by the government. All of them, mind you. Heroin, PCP, opium, whatever. All of them legal. They should be under the regulation of the government, and subject to all the same sorts of rules and regulations we see for

Discover the book critics are afraid to admit to love. Discover your apocalypse. Discover your holocaust. Discover the bloody fuel of angels falling from the sky where not even the sweet mercy of God might save those suffering from carnage and savagery. #books #Bookstagram

What are you proud of but never have an excuse to talk about?

At some point, Jenna motioned for us to move, wishing to retreat to a faraway city known as Airstrip Nihilismus, a German export where society had been tied together in loose knots. She begged me, urged me, demanded I come even though I refused to leave what utopia I had left. On

Airstrip Nihilismus was a combination of collapsed buildings and habitual stacks built from a combination of sticks and rocks. It was desolate of life, though thousands had temporary connections inside and the streets were shaped by the throngs of zombies either standing in

Imagination is everything. It is the preview of life's coming attractions #books #booktwt #Reading #writing

In order to be open to creativity, one must have the capacity for constructive use of solitude #books #booktwt #Reading #writing

That's the thing about books. They let you travel without moving your feet #books #reading #writing #creativity

The world no longer bleeds. Set deep within the future of an anarchial America, the country has collapsed as man embraces a sudden and infinite reign of immortality. Waking one day to discover death no longer exists, humanity slowly descends into a pit of depravity and darkness

In the city, my first sight was a screaming lady trying to push back a crestfallen attacker who had already stripped her of her clothing and was dragging down a pink thong. I saluted them as I walked by, my shoes stepping over the bodies and giving me a sense of clarity. The

A work crew in Oviedo, Florida proved the NYC urban legend was a Sunshine State reality after discovering an 5-foot gator residing in a sludge-filled pipe nypost.com/2023/05/11/all…

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