Super Nova

That's God I guess.

Sweet dreams indeed.

After recently reevaluating the situation
I've come to a new perception.
I don't like you again.
A re-used phase.
Recycling.
The plan now is to come up with a plan
one that involves
funds
a disappearing act
pencil skirts
a view of the lake
Shangri la meets Walden Pond.
I should have known, but this is my first time.

Desiderata

 '

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons.

Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let not this blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.

Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore, be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams; it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful.

Strive to be happy.'

I've got your back....

Don't worry I'm still one hundred percent behind you.

Sometime between Pangaea and blue rubber dildos an incredible thirst plagued my throat.

And so I find myself in the light of my fridge at 3:13am chugging orange juice out of the carton while trying to hide

my chest from the dark space around me.
When I come back....your hand rests on my shoulder....

your fingers slowly dig into the skin as your hand grips tighter.

I have other places to be you know?
 back to square one.
the light from the fridge floods over me and I pop off the lid to the pitcher of iced tea.

only when I mean it

If I apologized for it, then I meant that. Not those little nothing sorrys that pop out.

I'm getting there, it's not morally comfortable to get to where I nearly am, but it is comfortable. If I didn't apologize for it, then I'm not sorry.

Everyone gets over it. Everyone does it...will do it...has done it. But I'm not sorry for those things.

so if you haven't heard me say so, you can safely assume I won't...although there are those rare instances where I just can't...from pride or duck tape.

When we were kids if we fucked up someone else's shit [toys/food/face] some adult figure of discipline would come along and force us into saying sorry...

So we would kick the dirt, look away and mumble out our defeat.

I don't have to do that anymore.

and I won't.

unless of course I actually am sorry.

Stranger things have happened you know.

There's a beast on the loose

Now, which would you say is my good side?

Oh now I get it! Pick your Poison!

I don't think anyone really wants to destroy the Universe.
The idea is always that some powerful detached maniac wants to end existence.
But no one would ever want that.
They would want to rule. They would want to make others suffer.
They want everything they've always wanted.
They'd want the girl. The gold. The God status.
But in these stories, the hero saves existence.
...Every time.
There is no overwhelming implosion that sucks up the entirety of everything fathomable.
The villain gets a boot in the jaw and the hero gets the girl, the gold, the god status.
The hero never says 'thanks evil villain, without you I'd be an irrelevant lump of crap'.
The hero is dependent on the villain, the hero is nothing without the bad guy.
The villain is the independent creative genius, the villain merely depends on
perpetual existence, the canvas. Why destroy the only thing that gives you possible glory?
They wouldn't.
The problem is that the bad guy never wins, not for long anyway.
A flaw in the tactic.
Design a plan to get what you want. Spread the word, make up lies
make them think you are the good guy. Make them think that your plan is their salvation.
Then implement said plan once you have a strong enough following.
Even this isn't guaranteed to stick, but you might have a long standing empire.
The government is a good example of a successful super villain.
There are just too many villains nowadays. Our hero's are just villains
the villains that we agree with as far as vision goes.