Saturday, June 14, 2003

Humanity is a far better bet than divinity.
My unrelenting ability to believe and your unflinching hold on faith.

The myth of perpetuation
The illusion of continuity
The fallacy of creation

It's a living, walking, talking circus and I so love it.
Curious, hurt, awed and repulsed by my kindred souls. Revealed in their glory and gore.

The questions we ask and the answers that never come. And yet we go on.
In miracles of agony. In life, death and rebirth. In contradiction, assumption and supposition.

Tinkers, tailors, soldiers, spies,
Lies, steals, runs and dies...