What is it with my brain that makes me so melancholy!?
In these days, I believe Jesus himself would say to those who sit down in a state of melancholy, "It is not here, get up and go forth. Why do you seek the living among the dead."
I have lived with psychoactive drugs in my brain for as long as I can remember.
Love your neighbor as yourself.
Their weapon is guilt. I am now 32 years old. I can't go on like this much longer. I have to go out to the yard to murder a skunk- and if I fail, he will murder me. Some things never change.
"In the coffin of ice, I sleep naked
In the tunnel of fire, I drink."
- F. X. Leach
