Buffalo Bill's

defunct

      who used to

      ride a watersmooth-silver

                                stallion

and break onetwothreefourfive pigeonsjustlikethat

                                                Jesus



he was a handsome man

                    and what i want to know is

how do you like your blueeyed boy

Mister Death

e e cummnigs

We are not what we remember of ourselves. We can undo only what others have already forgotten. Learn from your mistakes, so that one day you can repeat them precisely.

Trevor Goodchild

As talent fades (as emotionless as it came),
as words become absurd fragments or looping riddles,
as we all seem headless chickens panicking for some finance crack point,
as movies are the same for ages and reality is boldly different,
as we feel cold and sick at the 20 degree spring of Barcelona,
as the crows fly over your head in circles,
as a white triangle appears in the sky and recites the dream of three;
and you walk unaware of all of this at 8:55 in the morning heading to your executive office:

That is the announcement for death coming.

4:21 AM Insomnia Log:

Hell yeah!!!

"Mountaineering is for fun; it's not worth dying or leaving others there to die. Appropriate caution is the hallmark of the elite mountaineer – the mountain will always be there next year."