Monday, November 30, 2009
"The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers and cities; but to know someone here and there who thinks and feels with us, and though distant, is close to us in spirit - this makes the earth for us an inhabited garden." - unknown

Saturday, November 28, 2009
"what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas" - Jeff Candido and Jason Hoff


Tuesday, November 10, 2009

The wrinkles, the size, the suspicion to others. People in their minds say "is he a monster or else?" With the gray gleaming in the sun, he's the biggest puppy, the softest teddy bear. The big paws that gallop through fields, and run through forests. But when something happens he doesn't like... say goodbye to the teddy bear, say goodbye to the giant puppy. Come be introduced to the monster, the hell hound. He rises his lips exposing his fangs ready to dig into something right. Beware of the animal.
"My big dog - a heartbeat in my feet" - unknown

Sunday, November 8, 2009
"Water is life's matter and matrix, mother and medium. There is no life without water." - Unknown

The forest is asleep, but yet so awake. The breeze, the winds whistle through every leafless branch. The sunless skies the moonless nights. The forest is dead but yet so alive. Don't go to far, your memory will be erased, caught in the middle no where to escape. The forest will keep you, never letting you free. Be careful of the sharp woods. Be careful of the calling boney branches. Don't let them lure you and don't let them grasp you.
"I have gone to the forest." - Knut Hamsun


Thursday, November 5, 2009

"Running is real and relatively simple... but it ain't easy." - Mark Will-Weber
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009

The city is alive and awake. The people scattered and running around. Trying to be on time, trying to get to their places. The clock ticks every second of every minute of everyday. Children play together, adults work. The city grows, the people multiply. The world goes on.
"A city is a place where there is no need to wait for next week to get the answer to a question, to taste the food of any country, to find new voices to listen to and familiar ones to listen to again." - Margaret Mead
Sunday, November 1, 2009

When the sun is glistening she's the generous angel. The perfect person, the beautiful face. As the sun sets and the night creeps to an awakening. She turns, turns into the evil animal she is. The devil inside her yearning to be alive. The sinful, lustful elements in her mind awake. She's a different person, there' s a different mind, a dark mind. Be careful and stay away from that untitled insanity.
"Evil is always possible. And goodness is eternally difficult." - Anne Rice
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