Eldritch Thoughts

Insanity is higher than intellect. A great soul will be strong to rave as well as think.

Somedays, I love being the villain. Everyone wants to be the bad guy. I thrive on the haters hating and the devoted's enthrallment. But there are those days where I just wished for a little understanding. I mean, convicts get love letters, why can't I?

Vows of poverty are not as sacrificial as other religions imply. Anything a twenty-something philosophy major will attain naturally is not impressive, nor really something to aspire too.

If I were a cowboy and won a gunfight, I wouldn't walk into the sunset. I would have a good dinner, then spend the night with the prettiest saloon girl. I earned it.

Those who are not everyday conquering some fear are roasting themselves as my appetizers.

I'm looking forward to making some changes in my life over the coming year, what do you consider to be the most important aspect of ones life to deal with and how does one go about that?

What do I do to help my kid improve their grades?

You haven't faced anything until you face the music of Erich Zann.

Who has twenty tentacles and will be sleeping through 2012? This guy! Stupid humans can’t read a calendar.

Azathoth is so stupid, he drove a car through a McDonalds.

Kimberly came in and told me that she got a letter from the Joneses today. They have decided to move and live a more frugal life. I just hope that doesn't send us into a new recession.

When I go amokking, I like to take my time. You miss a lot and get spent if you take it too fast. It's a lost art.

Stop raising Cain and start raising Cthulhu. I have a charley horse like you wouldn't imagine.

Some times I wondered if I choose the right path. I wonder: what if? What if I didn't run to my priesthood and embraced my passion for crotchet? Would I be as happy? Would the stars have finally been right? Then I subject myself to the horror of Azathoth eating a baby rhinoceros for being so human.

Fall, the harvest season. A hard year's toil is celebrated by the falling husks that once breathed vitality. Both leaves and bodies make great fertilizer for the next spring. Unlike leaves, though, human bodies take on an unpleasant color.