every breath brings you one step closer to death, and every death brings you one step closer to the rest of the mages, of the sages, of the centuries--their knowledge lost to most of humanity. the chosen few, those cursed souls who truly live are pushed aside and told they have nothing to give to a juvenial world that refuses to leave the nest. and every breath brings you one step closer to death.

you must face your eventual end; embrace it, cherish it like a friend. nothing you can do or say will bring one more day than what you need. try your hardest to be a machine but red is the color that we all bleed. stop trying to be what you're not and live this life like it's all that we've got.

insanity is the logical way to be because what you call normal scares the crap out of me. do you realize how stupid everything you do is? yet incredulously you expect me to give a shit about stocks and bonds and other imaginary things . . . do you see what watching too much tv brings? a mindlessness and a psuedo-religious theft and every breath brings you one step closer to death.

you must face your eventual end; embrace it, cherish it like a friend. nothing you can do or say will bring one more day than what you need. try your hardest to be a machine but red is the color that we all bleed. stop trying to be what you're not and live this life like it's all that we've got.