Question Mark?

Is it really necessary?   I get it: life sucks. And it does. You gotta make it NOT suck. It isn’t easy sometimes. I get it. But look around you. Away with ye, wasted virtual world! Get out of your head for a bit. There’s somebody out there needing help; somebody less fortunate than you. It’sContinue reading “Question Mark?”


(Another short one from the ’97 vault. I was living in Lawrence at this time. Lots of fun. Lots of drunken writing also. This one is tolerable amidst piles of garbage I have sifted through tonight.)   Fear — so strange. Society instills… Society accepts… Fear.   Which is worse: Death or Fear of Death?Continue reading “4-12-97”