Let my intention not attempt to contradict the necessary laws of our relations as equal beings.

I am nothing, I am empty, I am silent.

I have no resistance to the vibrations of other beings.

I have no resistance to the expansions and contractions of other beings.

The sadness will last forever.

I wish I was a writer
Who sees what is yet unseen
I wish I was a prayer
Expressing what I mean

I wish I was a forest
Of trees that do not hide
I wish I was a clearing
No secrets left inside

I wish I was a hunter
In search of different food
I wish I was the animal
Which fits into that mood

I wish I was a person
With unlimited breath
I wish I was a heartbeat
That never comes to rest

I wish I was a stranger
Who understands the sky
I wish I was a starship
When Saturn’s flying by

I wish…I wish…I wish..

Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.

To share your weakness is to make yourself vulnerable; to make yourself vulnerable is to show your strength.

Nothing makes you feel more naked than someone identifying a desire you never knew you possessed.

Love you? Of course I love you. Baby, I fucking worship you.

There was a time when Christianity was considered a cult.

Defend Ukraine, Defend Taiwan, and as an American defend my borders and the Bill of Rights.

And the winner is…

Never beg for mercy. Accept that you have failed. Begging is for dogs and humans.

A bridge of silver wings stretches from the dead ashes of an unforgiving nightmare to the jeweled vision of a life started anew.

A thieves hell is the fear of thieves.

It was the wildness of it that got me going: the primal lust, the sheer needs of two people in heat, quickly finding ways to express their sacred hunger to each other in animal passion.

My principle anguish and the source of all my joys and sorrows from my youth onward has been the incessant, merciless battle between the spirit and the flesh.

Everything in the world is about sex except sex. Sex is about power.

I’m not the one who’s so far away
When I feel the snake bite enter my veins.
Never did I wanna be here again,
And I don’t remember why I came.

Learn to value yourself, which means: fight for your happiness.

I am not some kind of computer. Only machines have glib answers for everything.

The locust has no king
Just noise and hard language
They talk over me

Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.

The job of the artist is not to succumb to despair, but to find an antidote for the emptiness of existence.

What was waiting on the the other side of midnite.

Oh baby… it’s the end of the world.

There is a legend in America’s South that the appearance of a ghost girl marks the beginning of the end times.

Between the impression of exactitude and wealth of darkness lay the truth.

The moments of our life are not expendable, and the circumstances of death are beyond imagination.

In your eyes the flames of the twilight fought on.