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Underneath her skin and jewelry,
hidden in her words and eyes
is a wall that's cold and ugly
and she's scared as hell.
Trembling at the thought of feeling.
Wide awake and keeping distance.
Nothing seems to penetrate her.
She's scared as hell.

I am frightened too.

Wide awake and keeping distance from my soul.
I am scared like you.

I want to be the question mark, not the exclamation point.

I'm never going to be one of the ones with all the answers. Smug bastards.

But what good are answers anyway when all the questions are dead?

Be it!

See my future, see a dead man. Oh yeah man.

Ei täällä ole mitään.

"In this world there are only two tragedies. One is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it. The last is much the worst; the last is a real tragedy!"

- Oscar Wilde, "Lady Windermere's Fan"

"I mean, what've you got to lose? You know, you come from nothing, you're going back to nothing. What've you lost? Nothing!"

"All his life has he looked away, to the future, to the horizon... never his mind on where he was, what he was doing. Hmph!"

"Today, a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively; there's no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we're the imagination of ourselves. Here's Tom with the weather."

- Bill Hicks