September 2009
2 posts
Excerpt: My Utopia
I stepped out into the bleak existence of the city with a caste iron stare and a beaming glow of hopelessness that arose from the flood of toxins and chemicals spread upon my brain. The heat tapping at the forehead like a viscous greeting from a friendly executioner. The steam, flowing upward slowly form the satanic bowels of the new york underworld, spitting at the eyes like venomous serpents...
A brief moment of thought
As I look up into the sky and fix my eyes upon two luminous beams of light shooting out into the cosmos behind a background of blackness, I can’t help but to be conflicted by the paradoxes of our existence and the dynamic extremes of our species. How are we able to house so many contradictions upon one body, within one soul, as a race, as a creature of thought and emotions. How is it...