Just as it did when I spoke to you that day from the phone, your face comes into focus more and more as I hold you here beside me.
My left hand is a Rorschach blotch all its own, a six-fingered, skin-blood-and-bone ink splatter. People see it and fly their worst fears and secret fetishes at full mast when they think they’re being...
If I made you from nothing, then maybe I am God, and because I want More, maybe I'm the Devil.
Everyone is the Umbrella Man and he is everyone. Every cough, sneeze, smile and wave means both everything and nothing. The signals are everywhere.
I do know that I fell in love with the moment of falling in love and I wanted to keep that moment alive forever, at the expense of all those moments to follow.
I woke up with a heart attack just out of my field of vision and with my dick in my hand, saying, I love you I love you I love you over and over...And that my dear sweet love of my life, is how things...
Imagine the one god himself has reversed his clock and reversed your regrets. Imagine knowing the bone-deep truth that whatever impossibility would make you truly happy has been granted. Imagine knowi...
If no God, there must at least be a pattern-making demiurge.
What they show tells you what they want to hide.
Desiree. It's like falling in love every night and having your heart broken every morning... Having more memory is just a way of distorting a greater amount of the past.
الشيطان ليس سوى ملاك اراد المزيد
You said I was in love. You were right. But that never happened, either.
The combination to be on guard for is young and bored, or young and resentful. You can spot them at social gatherings, the grad students or interns who tell you about syndromes, conditions, deviances,...
When you could discern a real threat from everything else, it was called caution. When you couldn't, it was called paranoia....You cannot separate paranoia from knowledge. The more you know, the more...
وبدأت نار أخرى تلتهب خلف أذني بثلاث بوصات ، وتحفر حفرة في قاع ذاكرتي .عمر كامل يتكون من أيام .. أعوام .. دقائق .. أشهر .. قد ولى ما عدا قصاصة صغيرة .. تفحمت وسقطت فوق طرف عصبي منسول ، ثم تطير مع النسي...
منذ اول يوم رأيتها عرفت انها هي ..إذ نظرت لعيني وابتسمتلأن شفتيها كانتا بلون الوردالذي ينمو عبر النهر .. أحمر .. متوحشا ..ـــــ نيك كيف
The time flies. The time flies feed on rotting clocks.
I bought a piece of God, ground to dust and mixed with alcohol in a glass bottle the colour of molasses.
لكنهم لا يتوقعون نهم الفضول . بالنسبة للفضوليين ، يعتبر كل فشل ضوءا جديدا يسلط على المشكلة .
If I'm still conscious to face the consequences of my actions, then at the very least I will know that my actions were real, thay they indeed had consequences, though my lone life will amount to less...