You Might Say That Death

It's Hard To Take Your Life So Seriously When You Can See It All At Once.

Are We All Just Dark Age Doctors, Swearing By Our Leeches? We Crave A Greater Science. We Want To Be Proven Wrong.

Stop. Breathe Those Useless Breaths. Drop This Piece Of Life You’re Holding To Your Lips. Where Are You? How Long Have You Been Here? Stop Now. You Have To Stop. Squeeze Shut Your Stinging Eyes, And Take Another Bite.

Soft Flesh Is Eaten By Hard Teeth.

It's More Eerie To Be Alone In A City That's Lit Up And Functioning Than One That's A Tomb. If Everything Were Silent, One Could Almost Pretend To Be In Nature. A Forest. A Meadow. Crickets And Birdsong. But The Corpse Of Civilization Is As Restless As The Creatures That Now Roam The Graveyards.