I have discovered a humor which dosn't make me smile and masks laughter with a painful cry of agony... The face of irony of a most despairing kind.

I'd look out that window and see a sole bench made of marble stationed near the edge of the waters. And quietly I'd thank god, for there was the sign that there was still some good in't...

Real decisions mean being torn helplessly between what is right and what is easy.

Pondering upon uncertain truths to unanswerable questions is as unforgiving an ambition as death's own quarreling.

I wish it upon no one to struggle with their own existence, for struggling is life's own place of honor. All of life is a struggle, your greatest moment is also your worst

My Heart: Alas, the flowering bloom of a restless reign; the ticks and tocks of the inward clocks unwinding upon time's merciless bane.

Time ticks without reverence for those it leaves behind, every tick is less I shall know, and after every useless tick my heart wrenches with fear

Fate is but history confined in our decisions...

It is in the lack of knowledge where a civilization, a species survives... that idea that we neglect oblivion is quite an encouraging notion... this is hope in its truest of forms