Saturday, July 9, 2016

Rust Cohle: I think human consciousness is a tragic misstep in evolution. We became too self-aware. Nature created an aspect of nature separate from itself. We are creatures that should not exist by natural law. We are things that labor under the illusion of having a self, this secretion of sensory experience and feelings, programmed with total assurance that we are each somebody, when in fact everybody's nobody. I think the honorable thing for our species to do is to deny our programming. Stop reproducing. Walk hand in hand into extinction. One last midnight, brothers and sisters opting out of a raw deal.

Marty Hart: So what's the point of getting out of bed in the morning?

Rust Cohle:I tell myself I bear witness, but the real answer is that it's obviously my programming. And I lack the constitution for suicide.


Haha! Love this.

1. A bicycle can't stand alone; it is two tired.

2. A will is a dead giveaway.

3. Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana.

4. A backward poet writes inverse.

5. In a democracy it's your vote that counts; in feudalism, it's your Count that votes.

6. A chicken crossing the road: poultry in motion.

7. If you don't pay your exorcist you can get repossessed.

8. With her marriage she got a new name and a dress.

9. Show me a piano falling down a mine shaft and I'll show you A-flat miner.

10. When a clock is hungry it goes back four seconds.

11. The guy who fell onto an upholstery machine was fully recovered.

12. A grenade fell onto a kitchen floor in France resulted in Linoleum Blownapart.

13. You are stuck with your debt if you can't budge it.

14. Local Area Network in Australia : The LAN down under.

15. He broke into song because he couldn't find the key.

16. A calendar's days are numbered.

17. A lot of money is tainted: 'Taint yours, and 'taint mine.

18. A boiled egg is hard to beat.

19. He had a photographic memory which was never developed.

20. A plateau is a high form of flattery.

21. The short fortuneteller who escaped from prison: a small medium at large.

22. Those who get too big for their britches will be exposed in the end.

23. When you've seen one shopping center you've seen a mall.

24. If you jump off a Paris bridge, you are in Seine.

25. When she saw her first strands of gray hair, she thought she'd dye.

26. Bakers trade bread recipes on a knead to know basis.

27. Santa's helpers are subordinate clauses.

28. Acupuncture: a jab well done.

29. Marathon runners with bad shoes suffer the agony of de feet. 

30. The roundest knight at king Arthur's round table was Sir Cumference. He acquired his size from too much pi. 

31. I thought I saw an eye doctor on an Alaskan island, but it turned out to be an optical Aleutian.

32. She was only a whisky maker, but he loved her still.

33. A rubber band pistol was confiscated from algebra class because it was a weapon of math disruption.

34. The butcher backed into the meat grinder and got a little behind in his work.

35. No matter how much you push the envelope, it'll still be stationery.

36. A dog gave birth to puppies near the road and was cited for littering.

37. Two silk worms had a race. They ended up in a tie.

38. A hole has been found in the nudist camp wall. The police are looking into it.

39. Atheism is a non-prophet organization.

40. Two hats were hanging on a hat rack in the hallway. One hat said to the other, 'You stay here, I'll go on a head.'

41. I wondered why the baseball kept getting bigger. Then it hit me.

42. A sign on the lawn at a drug rehab center said: 'Keep off the Grass.'

43. A small boy swallowed some coins and was taken to a hospital. When his grandmother telephoned to ask how he was, a nurse said, 'No change yet.'

44. The soldier who survived mustard gas and pepper spray is now a seasoned veteran.

45. When cannibals ate a missionary, they got a taste of religion.

46. Don't join dangerous cults: Practice safe sects.

Sunday, June 26, 2016

I watched the moon entering the sky at 2 o clock, and turning back the hands of time. I sat there, basking in her everglow, stringing together the moments that led to now. As she rose, she granted the river beauty by her reflection, and my eyes gazed at her wispy eyes. She embodied peace in the stillness of the night. 

On a separate sky, there was a swimming sea of stars. I wasn't sure where to look. Was it better to look up or to look at what was in front of you? I waited till the clouds pulled the curtains. Last call before closing.

I guess we all seek for connection, longing to belong.  We do so in speech or silence. I know where I want to belong, but I am no longer sure if I still belong. A home becomes a house when you require a formal invitation before you can enter. 

There were times I broke an entry thinking that I wasn't going to give up without a fight. Well, there were more than many times. I guess I overstayed my welcome. I was always making mistakes and perhaps the universe decided it was time for me to learn my lesson.

A lesson on truth, a lesson on acceptance. A lesson that broke my chest. A lesson, nonetheless.

Thursday, May 26, 2016

A riddle is only interesting when you trying to find the answer. Once you figure it out, you realize that there is no magic in the breakdown, and it was all a trick of the trade. Once you see the answer, it's too obvious, you can't unsee it.

Perhaps, fiction is always better because it allows room for imagination. If it only exists in your mind, you can allow it to be whatever you need it to be. 

When the fiction is dispelled, the wonder dissipates and the dust settles to become something real. There are no more questions to pique your curiousity. I mean, who cares?

We know for certain that generally things don't change and they are merely cyclical. So I suppose it is in good reason to acknowledge that things will not be different, that they are just moving in and out of phases, and falling into patterns. 

The cycles complete themselves and we wait in the face of obsoletion, in the fear and hope of obliteration. We only hope for change when we need to, but really, we're just letting time deal with the situation.

I guess you figured me out.

Wednesday, May 25, 2016


If all else fails, here is where it begins. Away with fallacies, because this is groundzero. 

Build your castle on a cloud and it might come pouring down, then none of it would matter. We must always accept the truth. The sooner you choose truth, the sooner you'll get to where you need to be. 

The truth is I don't have much to begin with, but what I have is enough if I learn that it is. For the longest time, I have expected for people to understand this but no one has the time to, and the truth is that they don't have to. I shift the blame and think of myself as a victim, and the only one at fault here is me.

I can't go around expecting from the world, as if it owes me. Nor do I have the strength nor power to change things. 

This is a common and recurring theme, and it is time that I submit to it. I submit to my faults, and I see my flaws. You can call this a housewarming party to what I used to call my fortress. My guards are down, there are no prisoners. 

There is only me.