I Like My Zombies Slow And I

I Like My Zombies Slow And I Like My Zombies Stupid.

I Think Zombies Have Always Been An Easy Metaphor For Hard Times. Because They're This Big, Faceless, Brainless Group Of Evil Things That Will Work Tirelessly To Destroy You And Think Of Nothing Else.

Put The Car In "d" Set The Compass To "n" And Get The "f"out Of There

Living Men Are Bound By Time... Thus, Their Lives Have An Urgency. This Gives Them Ambition. Makes Them Choose Those Things That Are Most Important, Cling More Tightly To That Which They Hold Dear. Their Lives Have Seasons, And Rites Of Passage, And Consequences. And Ultimately, An End. But What Of A Life With No Urgency? What Then Of Ambition? What Then Of Love?

The True Roll In Determing To Embrace Or Reject Anything Is Not Whether It Have Any Evil In It But Whether It Have More Of Evil Than Of Good. There Are Few Things Wholly Evil Or Wholly Good.