

LifeI live passionately like a singer in the throes of creation And like a guitarist, tearing up the neck of his beloved Les Paul. My life is a song: A slow, lonely lamentation at times But always an explosion of character and enthusiasm. I am the night city, shining light into the darkness. I am the crowned body, reaching higher and higher for the stars. I am the means of destruction, and I am the bones that lie buried. I walk the earth to the rhythm of my beating heart. And, I burst forth from the horizon: A hellhound possessed by a primal desire. I rock and I roll and I toss andLife


In the House of CashIn the House of Cash By Ryan SullivanIn the House of Cash
Sometimes, looking at the people around you, your friends, your family, your enemies, you realize that youre living away the only time that youll ever have. You realize that years of your life are ticking by, one second at a time. Sometimes, even standing by the ocean, holding the person that you love isnt enough to stop the minutes from flying by. Oh, sometimes youll notice new wrinkles on the faces of your relatives and your friends. Youll see the people you love shrink and die before your eyes. Yes, you know that one day soon, youll sta


StarsStars By Ryan Joseph Sullivan Im running. Im running from a beast with six-hundred shadowy arms and a thousand piercing red eyes. Millions of black oak branches blacken out the sun. Leaves crunch under my feet. Im running, and Im scared. Christ, Im scared. I wake up, and I see a shadow cross my ceiling. I sit up in my bed. Im drenched in sweat, but I just want to lie down. After a moment, I get out of bed. Its sunny outside: cloudy, but sunny. I feel the suns warmth through my window, but I know its cold outside. It was cold outside yesterday, andStars
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"be yourself noone can ever say your doing it wrong"
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Physics is like sex- sure it has practical results, but that's not why we do it. -Richard P Feynman
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