Panic is the sudden realization that everything around you is alive.




(No Ratings Yet)when I become death. Death is the seed from which I grow.




(No Ratings Yet)Abandon all nations, the planet drifts to random insect doom.




(No Ratings Yet)Fear of death is form of stasis horrors. The dead weight of time.




(No Ratings Yet)Who was I? The stranger was footsteps in the snow a long time ago.




(No Ratings Yet)But you’re an artist. You don’t believe in decency and honesty and gratitude.




(No Ratings Yet)Paranoia is just having the right information.




(No Ratings Yet)The price an artist pays for doing what he wants is that he has to do it.




(No Ratings Yet)Cheat your landlord if you can — and must — but do not try to shortchange the Muse.




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