“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!” trust none of what you hear and less of what you see. Work like you don't need money, don't know how much things cost.
Love like you've never been hurt, love like you've never lost.
Dance like no one’s watching, as often as you can,
And when you drink, drink like, you're a true-blood Irishman!
Live every day like it's your last,... Sex without love is as hollow and ridiculous as love without sex. Happy New Year to all my fubar friends. “Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!” I have learned that the point of life's walk is not where or how far I move my feet but how I am moved in my heart.” Life has become immeasurably better since I have been forced to stop taking it seriously.” We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and -- in spite of True Romance magazines -- we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely -- at least, not all the time -- but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don't see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness. I have just about had it with the fubar bouncers. Good people drink good beer.” GOOD THING GLOBAL WARMING IS FAKE NEWS. Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!” The main problem in any democracy is that crowd-pleasers are generally brainless swine who can go out on a stage & whup their supporters into an orgiastic frenzy - then go back to the office & sell every one of the poor bastards down the tube for a nickel apiece. Probably the rarest form of life in American politics is the man who can turn on a crowd & still keep his head straight - assuming it was straight in the first place. The downward spiral of Dumbness in America is about to hit a new low.
Hunter S. Thompson I wanna ask all the questions with answers we'll never know
I wanna find my faith in records from long ago
I wanna set fear on fire and give dreaming a fair shot
And never give up whether anybody cares or not I guess I've got a taste for poison
I've given up on ever being well
I keep mining the horizon
Digging for lies I've yet to tell
I wish you were here to softly say name
Calm down all the chemicals tearing through my brain
I don't think I've missed you this much since I was seventeen
I'd call you in the morning but I think this is a dream Work like you don't need money, don't know how much things cost
Love like you've never been hurt, love like you've never lost
Dance like no one’s watching, as often as you can
And when you drink, drink like, you're a true-blood Irishman! “Music has always been a matter of Energy to me, a question of Fuel. Sentimental people call it Inspiration, but what they really mean is Fuel. I have always needed Fuel. I am a serious consumer. On some nights I still believe that a car with the gas needle on empty can run about fifty more miles if you have the right music very loud on the radio.” |