The Pilgrim of Eternity, whose fame
Over his living head like heaven is bent,
An early but enduring monument,
Came, veiling all the lightnings of his song
In sorrow.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
disputatious: adj. Inclined to dispute.
Thursday, April 05, 2007
"I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me."
-Isaac Newton
Monday, March 26, 2007
Alexithymia: difficulty in experiencing, expressing, and describing emotional responses.
Monday, March 12, 2007
Rest well, brother.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Unfortunately, embedding this video has been disabled, but you should go and watch it. It is rather touching, considering that it comes from a late night show on regular tv. You don't see this everyday.
"Craig Ferguson speaks on his past problems as an alcoholic and why he will not ridicule Britney Spears and her shaved head crisis."
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face The kind you'd find on someone that could save If they don't put me away Well, it'll be a miracle Do you believe you're missing out That everything good is happening somewhere else? But with nobody in your bed The night's hard to get through And I will die all alone And when I arrive I won't know anyone Well Jesus Christ, I'm alone again So what did you do those three days you were dead? Cause this problem's gonna last more than the weekend. Well Jesus Christ, I'm not scared to die, I'm a little bit scared of what comes after Do I get the gold chariot? Do I float through the ceiling? Do I divide and fall apart? Cause my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark And the ship went down in sight of land And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands I know you're coming in the night like a thief But I've had some time, O Lord, to hone my lying technique I know you think that I'm someone you can trust But I'm scared I'll get scared and I swear I'll try to nail you back up So do you think that we could work out a sign So I'll know it's you and that it's over so I won't even try I know you're coming for the people like me But we all got wood and nails And we turn out hate in factories We all got wood and nails And we turn out hate in factories We all got wood and nails And we sleep inside of this machine
Brand New, "Jesus Christ"
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
"A beautiful thing is never perfect." -- Egyptian Proverb