The older I get, the more I realize the less I matter
except to a few, and the pressure grows daily to become
everything to them.

What if this life is truly death.

Think upon it, before birth we were dead for billions of eons, perhaps this is the afterlife and the past was life.

I often wonder if I could empty the contents of my mind through a colander, what would I be left with?

While enjoying the comforts of Addiction, the aftermath is only a fantasy.

When the highs wear out, the aftermath becomes reality.

Despite ourselves we walk into life's fire

If you cannot change, there is no future.

The answer lies within you. You just need to ask the right question!

Sometimes I’ve got it all figured out... until I don’t.

We must endure the dark moments in life so that we may fully appreciate the light.

eventually, even the parasites will perish