The greatest mystery is not that we have been flung at random between the profusion of matter and of the stars, but that within this prison we can draw from ourselves images powerful enough to deny our nothingness. - Andre Malraux
Saturday, June 5, 2010
The Edge... there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over. ~Hunter S. Thompson
I wish that for just one time You could stand inside my shoes And just for that one moment I could be you Yes, I wish that for just one time You could stand inside my shoes You'd know what a drag it is To see you