Saturday, February 11, 2012

Another Tale of Not-Steve

Hello nobody in particular, the sad blogger took interest in the concept of, "a Tale of Steve" and was kind enough to write his own kick ass version of it. I figured it deserved better than my email inbox, enjoy! My first reaction to our unheralded introduction was jealousy. Pure, unabashed jealousy. To be as suave as him, to be a fraction of what he was. People would worship me. He appeared as I stared through the endless dark void beyond my feet. I knew that somewhere far below was a cold, poured-concrete escape. They weren’t...

Monday, January 30, 2012

A Tale of Steve

My first reaction to the devil was jealousy, pure unabashed jealousy. I wanted with all my heart to be as suave him. People would worship me if I were a fraction of what he was. He appeared when I was staring at the vast dark void below my feet. I knew somewhere far below was cold concrete and an escape. They weren’t going to catch me, not alive anyways. I could hear the sirens now. It was a pleasing thought; to know that after how much hell they had put me through trying to catch me, in the end all they would have to show for their efforts...

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Life

Life is an elaborate symphony; of death and dream's, of beauty and screams. It is ugly yet sweet. An enormous, pounding sea; and a storm driving you beneath. But above all life is blue summer sky, and sun shining its light. Soar through it. L...

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