People are laughing at me today for having holes in my pockets, and ink blood on my fingers- a thirty-something old writer, who strangles words from dictionaries, and feeds on the decay of poetry.
As the world continually multiplies, are we in a generation where people are divided, or people are equal?
Regrets never sit well, with those that never forget.
If you put a clock in a bottle, with time it will crack, as like money, as like love, as like a beautiful mind, empty of a soul.
A mind is not weighed by its magnitude, but by the dimensions of its thoughts.
It seems only easier when money is involved.
Even a rock moves on.
A bridge can still be built, while the bitter waters are flowing beneath.
These days, it's better to look poor and be safe, than look rich and be a victim.
Zero is the number people often feel, more so than one.
Sometimes you need to go through many small doors, to get to that big door of opportunity.
Suicide is a hasty unresolved death that slowly kills those close-by day by day.
There are those laughing their way to hell; and those, crying themselves to heaven.
The distance of a voice, is only a short time away from touch.
Words of war, on a piece of paper. Where peace is torn off, crumbled and toss in the waste basket.
There are four kinds of people to avoid in the world: the assholes, the asswipes, the ass-kissers, and those that just will shit all over you.
God will find a way, no matter what people will say.
Sin is man's, last attempt to perfection.
In the beginning, some people try to appear that everything about them is "in black and white," until later their true colors come out.
Trying to change someone, and their views, is like throwing paper into a fire.