It's Okay To Cry As Long As

Our Culture Has Made Us All The Same. No One Is Truly White Or Black Or Rich, Anymore. We All Want The Same. Individually, We Are Nothing.

Doesn't Reincarnation Strike You As Just Another Form Of Procrastination?

In A World Where Billions Believe Their Deity Conceived A Mortal Child With A Virgin Human, It's Stunning How Little Imagination Most People Display.

I Let Go. Lost In Oblivion. Dark And Silent And Complete. I Found Freedom. Losing All Hope Was Freedom.

Someone Bent On Suicide Won't Have Much Sense Of Humor Left.