So how exactly was I supposed to wrap my head around the whole thing? I wasn’t entirely sure I could trust this guy. I mean, this was it? Really? My life ends and some creep in a grungy leather jacket takes me away? No, I couldn’t accept that. -Jen
May the light be in you forever,
May the sun love you and keep you,
May the dream make you awaken.
For the stars love to shine upon you,
And the heavens cry for your loss.
May goodness and love flow
through you once more,
Drink of the light and the love here,
Find that we all need you,
May your spirit come back across.
Selling eternal life is an unbeatable business, with no customers ever asking for their money back after the goods are not delivered.
Angry at him for leaving without a word, angry at myself for being so easy to leave and for not being enough to make him want to stick around.
I watched the sky as it turned from silver to grey to the colour of rain. Even the clouds tried to look the other way.
Downfall, failure and death cannot be far from any man who made counterfeit friends his ally and support.
The sound of him drinking was indescribable-like dirty runoff down a storm drain.
Death is universal. The rituals associated with it, however, vary substantially-and are greatly influenced by their religious and cultural context.
People fascinated by the idea of progress never suspect that every step forward is also a step on the way to the end and that behind all the joyous ‘onward and upward’ slogans lurks the lascivious voice of death urging us to make haste.
Death has nothing to do with going away.
The sun sets.
The moon sets.
But they are not gone.