Ramadrunk on Rooh Afza Limeade

sleep isn't a decision, it's a happening.

I was going to write some things but the point of them vanished when you went away.

The problem with people who think I am sweet is that they are wrong.
I always have to determine how much I am interested in preventing their inevitable disillusion.  Most people live within tame boundaries cultivated over years of socialization, and have never set aside their mind as a place of freedom whose contents when articulated out of necessity might still shock, disgust, challenge and horrify. 

To pity those that know her not
Is helped by the regret
That those who know her, know her less
The nearer her they get.
~ Dickinson on Nature

Realists don't write poetry.

you're as old as the stuff that you read

a good guage of public essence

Some people really do have no inner life.

all peaks are lonely.

all communities have outer and inner guards.

Worse than being with someone who makes you feel alone is being with someone who doesn't know your value.

the academic fools himself that he isn't ruled by emotions.  the artist fools himself that he can't govern his.

there are songs that make you want to sing along and there are songs that make you listen.

vengeance is not enough, hope is.

the point where dual narratives become one.

people didn't understand how characters can become us

everyone has an opinion about how I should liberate myself.

before people get behind an idea, they get behind a person.

society is for instruction, solitude is for inspiration.

psychological prisons

need to be a smart mango.

real miracles are internal.