So I leave hoping that it was merely a game that I have lost and not a lifetime.

This was never about the money... Don't you understand? A world without good art is a far more dangerous place than one you don't get paid for making it in.

Is it not strange how humans will resort to the most inhumane of actions as the first plausible solution? Why are we such a feral bloodthirsty species when we are supposedly the enlightened ones? Are we guardians... or just mindless butchers?

I am aware of my madness and what I need is someone else to see the beauty in my madness.

Give me something in between the spectrums of light, darkness and sound and most days I will create something out of it for you.

Hold on to the darkness... I will come looking for your light.

Like that first kiss we will never have. Like the last kiss we will always have.

You are right... I am lonely. But unlike the rest of this world I am not lonely for anybody.

She reminded me of a darkness, a darkness that I've missed.

Free will comes at a price. A price most of us do not know how to pay.