there was a time back when people believed that dragons roamed the country side, back when kids were scared of the trolls in the forest, back when the world was flat &
“Everything's been said before Nothin' left to say anymore When it's all the same You can ask for it by name” -from the song, “This is the New Shit,” by Marilyn Manson
S/HE who walks with contempt S/HE who creates nothing but criticizes everything S/HE who waits in a hole, oh so comfortable, hoping that it will stay that way forever S/HE who swears
“It is possible that mankind is on the threshold of a golden age...it will be necessary first to slay the dragon that guards the door, and this dragon is religion.” -Bertrand Russell