They live forever
but we live many times
in an endless cycle
of life and death
each time humans drawing in a new breath

What a man buys, he owns, what a man owns will always come back to him.

-SK Pet Sematary-

A man grows what he can, and tends it.

-SK Pet Sematary-

The barrier was not ment to be broken, do not go no matter how much it seems you have no other choice, it was not ment to be broken.

--SK Pet Sematary--

The devil will someday conquer the world just like it conquered my innocent soul

When i cower in the corner,
my tears stinging my freash bruises, i smile because im going to make something of my life,
i laugh at how pathetic he is,
and then the tears are gone.

The world only exists as long as you do.
Before you lived was there ever a world?
When you die, will there be?...

Saved beyond our cutting, the wind will carry me home to the witch in the waves

These stories come from our pasts and will extend in some form or another far into our futures. To know them is to realize that there is more to our land than the thin stuff we find in newspapers and on TV.

Or do they really roam the dark forests and swim through the murkey waters, living their secretive existaces, not caring whether we believe in them or not?