Look, there in the sky,
the crimson soilders do march,
I suspect they don't worry about bloodstains.
"He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it. " "It is a mistake to think you can solve any major problems just with potatoes." ~Douglas Adams
Crush all the teddy grams! My friend ate one of them and now they're coming back for revenge...
Our happiness here is all vain glory,
This false world is but transitory,
The flesh is weak, the Fiend is slee
Timor mortis conturbat me.
--William Dunbar
What is a poet? An unhappy person who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when the sigh and cry pass through them, it sounds like lovely music. — Søren Kierkegaard, Philosopher & Theologian
