Don't enter if you are easilly offended.

Did you think I was obscure, because I am not an image, strange how people want words, words that give off emotion and a tinge of truth and a hell of a lot of honesty. This is the home to many good and bad, they come and I satisfy them mostly.

Once upon a time was now and the future.

In your dream the fat lady screams, the sirens begins as lights flicker, cats scatter after the rats who have been chewing everything. Rats are very hungry.

If blue sky meant opportunity, if you complied with my request, or did you love your devilry, as if no higher law was desire, and the emerging goblins holding buttons, the inhumanity is shocking. How do we prepare for the lice living in our hair, the monsters on the street, and vibrating mufflers, anything?

What did you expect?

And I look at the world, not so amazing usually. The people less amazing is sadly true in my eyes and ears. Yet what is left on this planet is why I remain. A small beautiful slice of pie in a horrible dystopia.