Strange Victory

The devil spent the next 15 million years trying to get back together with God. After all, they’d fucked a universe into existence. Back when that really meant something. Back when autumn was a holy hothouse prayer for the release of winter.

Anywho, I wanted to write a love letter to you, dear stranger on the internet. I wanted to let you know that I love you and everything will be alright. Oh sure it’ll be hell sometimes, but that’s how you find heaven.

Plus you know what a massive splendid bitch you are?! I’m sure ya do. Transcending yourself with electric fingers - tracing yourself in steam on the church windows - my dear, we all fuck everything up and apart sometimes, that’s the wonderful joy of being alive.

For my part, I like to listen to sad music and tune myself into the rhythmic darkness. I find it soothing, though sometimes it hurts a little. Careful, don’t get caught in that maudlin undertow. Just enjoy - feel the pain and sadness light up every inch of you. 

Do you know how endless and wild you are?