An impression.......

Are these words written by the sixth glass of whiskey? No. They are left by me and this willful moment that I have taken for my own because none of the twisted pricks ready for it have claimed it. I am left without a taste for right and you are alone. Let's buy the false believers a few shots. Don't forget that I'll take a few for myself. Follow that with a few more and the beginning will begin. I'll need a good buzz in order to be sober in a way that I can handle it. Shit, it's free and I don't complain about that. I am but one. I am a man. The only man. A quote that I will take because it is too short for any man to own. Maybe Dylan was right. Maybe the freaks just lost their power without realizing that it was real all along.

We yell when it is necessary. We would yell for help if someone needed it. Well, the people do, so start yelling at the top of your fucking lungs. We wont live forever but neither will they. If we fall, than we have an opportunity to stand. Take the opportunity. There is no time for guilting one's self for falling. If you read this than respond in a way you see fitting. After all, you are the future and I......


well, I am just a pawn here to ignite the flames. Let it burn. Burn mother fucker. Burn. I'll watch but I will never put the fire out. Orange is the color that will be the last that you see. If I am sick than you are too.


Existing is a bore unless you swim in the Atlantic in December. Christmas in ice covered waters is nothing to mess around with. My feet are so numb that the snow couldn't do a thing ven though it is still the fluffy frozen reincarnation of water. You too will be reborn. Just listen and you will here the verb you have been waiting for....