Sublime

The Gods are all here. Because the gods are in us.

We are still permanently trapped somewhere between the heroic and the pitiful. We are still godly; that’s what makes us so monstrous.

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by payment plans

We needed something new to fill the emptiness that grew; and what’s better to believe in than all-you-can-eat Freedom!

And he saw then: no matter how far you have come, you can never be further than right where you are.

the gods are at the rave – two pills deep into dancing –

Our morality is still learned through experience gained in these cities in all of their rage and their tedium

All men are weaklings, all women are whores. And they will have their power, two starving mouths desperate to devour, to digest the flesh of the city that raised them so sour, a hunger for vengeance that never sleeps but endures. A hunger satisfied every night but every morning restored. In the old days they would have been warriors swords singing