All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry.
Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things that escape those who dream only at night.
Just remember that sometimes, the way you think about a person isn’t the way they actually are.
WHEN I WAS
A YOUNG BOY
found my mom burning on the celing, so he vouched to find the thing that killed her, and so me and my brother grew up on the road and was taught how to kill monsters
TO SEE A MARCHING BAND
take your brother outside as fast as you can