Friday, September 9, 2011


Still chasing the mythology of Nothing
Why do you long to leave everything behind?
To sink beneath, or retreat between the seams

Nothing grows inside
A will expired, the pulse retired
Spending all your time...
Spending your whole life...

Longing for nothing more
A wish to leave silently
To disappear into a dream
Erased—to cease completely

When emptiness takes hold
You fall so low
When the warmth of life goes cold
Fall so low

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Love This Flyer

Killing Time, Sheer Terror. Circa 1990. Taken from

Monday, April 18, 2011

"The idea that God is an oversized white male with a flowing beard, who sits in the sky and tallies the fall of every sparrow is ludicrous. But if by 'God,' one means the set of physical laws that govern the universe, then clearly there is such a God. This God is emotionally unsatisfying... it does not make much sense to pray to the law of gravity."

Tuesday, March 29, 2011