Saturday, 2 October 2010
We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell. I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying. To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all. Everything popular is wrong. I wouldn't recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone, but they've always worked for me. Some may never live, but the crazy never die. When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro. There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die. Buy the ticket, take the ride. There is a world inside of me.
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