Monday, July 20, 2015


We are all going to die. Fact is that some people are more prepared than others. 

Monday, June 29, 2015


I think hate is about trying to be heard. Yet love is about being listened to. Your daughter, your son, your husband or wife, your parents, your friends, your neighbors just want you to listen. Not waiting for your turn to talk or for you to judge. I think the world just needs to listen and understand each other more. 

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Bright Red Scream

When you cut yourself it doesn't hurt as much as the anticipation; as the relief. The pain is nothing compared to the pain of being dead among the living. As you drag the razor across your skin, nothing happens at first. Then your life and soul bubble up in dots of red. Small secrets rising to the top of your skin. They grow, then pool till it becomes a stream. Liquid life, self hate oozing from the core. Delight fills an empty soul and then the pain of life reaches your senses. It stings, it hurts, yet the pain is pleasure compared to what you feel inside. A valcano erupts majestic into the night, only a small portion of the reality laying below the thin layer of crust that everyone sees. Blood is just a pimple. The true hate lies deep beneath the layers that are judged. No one wants to live forever. Yet no one wants to die. 

Tuesday, June 2, 2015


The great quest for every addict is to be able to be an addict and maintain a normal life. To be able to punish themselves without punishing the ones they love. Most addicts would kill themselves if they knew their loved ones wouldn't inherit their sins. So they use their addiction as a buffer. If it is alcohol or drugs that kill them, than their loved ones can hate the abuse and not the abuser. Managing this balance only plunges them deeper and deeper into despair and abuse. There is no external cure for self hate.

Friday, May 22, 2015


Mass media is the epidural that the government uses to cut out our freedoms. 

Leaving Las Vegas

Leaving Las Vegas is a satire on true love and relationship. The irresistible force paradox of two people trying to impose their will on each other, only to surrender to each other's baggage and desperate depression. Ultimately accepting, enabling and loving each other's perfect imperfections until death do them part. True love.