I stood boldly alone in the darkness when I saw a distant, faint light ... it was eternal forgiveness.
There is no holy hell, only the hell on earth we’ve created ourselves.
In my nightmares, I see blood flow as a crimson wave ... ’tis stained upon my hands.
Ignorance is just an excuse for not wanting to learn life’s lessons.
Freedom’s fallen souls suffered because of our need to dictate doctrines of democracy.
Vengeance’s taste is sweet ... its after-taste is bitter and sour.
Our brand of justice is seen by the rest of the world as social injustice.
I cry within, for I’m an old man who regrets a path taken ... and for a course the future is now heading.
I’ve lived; I’ve learned; I’ve lost ... this is the essence of a mortal life.
Morality is based upon the weaknesses of the human race.
I’ve wandered this earthly domain gathering insight from the suffering of humanity.
I’ve enforced the will of a people that has lost its way on the path of truth.
Freedom is a spirit, not words written on paper, nor a system of government.
I dwell in a cesspool called civilization ... the last thing I would call this world is civilized.
Pain’s threshold is tempered by survival ... though the agony of memory lingers.
Peace can be found through the universal language of music.
Heed the sight; gain the warmth of the light.
To cook is to create ... to eat is living.
Art is the mind and soul of experience.
I’ve thought in the hope that I will enlighten.
