We live.
We breed.
We explore.
We discover.
We pillage.
We destroy.
We civilize.
We industrialize.
We learn.
We regret.
We reason.
We make films.
We are, Human.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Investment
For the world is turned by the tides of sin and money...
Show no ethics, righteousness, integrity or principle,
and invest in the sins of our others.
However, display morality as you spend your fortune.
Show no ethics, righteousness, integrity or principle,
and invest in the sins of our others.
However, display morality as you spend your fortune.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Intelligence
In this world...
Intelligence is understanding that you cannot understand,
that knowledge will never be absolute and definitive.
Intelligence is the ability to recognise reality and survive;
the seeking of not information but money.
Knowledge will achieve nothing more than a temporary answer,
to a question yet to be re-answered by another after.
It is selfish to devote your efforts to such a wasteful study.
Rather, consider those of a lesser state.
They truely understand the trivality of your endeavour.
Intelligence is understanding that you cannot understand,
that knowledge will never be absolute and definitive.
Intelligence is the ability to recognise reality and survive;
the seeking of not information but money.
Knowledge will achieve nothing more than a temporary answer,
to a question yet to be re-answered by another after.
It is selfish to devote your efforts to such a wasteful study.
Rather, consider those of a lesser state.
They truely understand the trivality of your endeavour.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
Fake Smile
Even if I am able, to prove there is no God...
If the world was really nothing but a clump of dirt,
We, simply the remains of star dust,
And there was no reason to life than to simply await our deaths.
I think I'd better prefer a God.
If I am to smile to a fictitious belief...
I am smiling nonetheless.
If the world was really nothing but a clump of dirt,
We, simply the remains of star dust,
And there was no reason to life than to simply await our deaths.
I think I'd better prefer a God.
If I am to smile to a fictitious belief...
I am smiling nonetheless.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
going home
we're all in a jail of some sort,
just some smaller than others.
we're all made from the stars,
and the stars are calling for us to escape.
just some smaller than others.
we're all made from the stars,
and the stars are calling for us to escape.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Captain of the Clouds
Under the watchful gaze and glaring daze of the full moon, the ship sailed effortlessly through the white sea. Above, a deep regal wash of blue flowed from zenith to horizon; shadowed with the light of a moon i never felt closer to. And in the quiet, all that could be heard was the soft whimper of the clouds parting under the timber bow of the boat. Occasionally, through hazy partings, the lights of a peaceful creatures could be seen living their lives below in the depths of night.
Planted upon the sea bed far below, I watched as my ship sailed across summer night.
I sighed. And went back to living my life.
Planted upon the sea bed far below, I watched as my ship sailed across summer night.
I sighed. And went back to living my life.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Saturday, January 31, 2009
gone
Monday, January 12, 2009
Friday, January 2, 2009
cerealously
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