I’ve been running
from the bloodless
for fear of exile
for all of my sorceries
that shun the light
- Marilyn Manson
"Romance is at least amusing; reality alone is a
sorry scarecrow clothed in the faded rags of dreams."
- A Journey To The Moon, 1911, Robert W. Chambers
This is the Blizzard of loneliness. Those who drink of it will sit on the beach wearing long pants and black socks and look for change in the sand with a metal detector.