bren mulcahy:
Complete interconnection.
bren mulcahy:
How can I kill this coward inside me, who wants to stay hiding in the shadows.
bren mulcahy:
He was skipping down the street without a care in the world. I wanted to punch him in the face.
bren mulcahy:
If I was given the key to open a box called "reality", I would not use it.
bren mulcahy:
It stuck out into the sea, like a vulnerable, baby toe.
bren mulcahy:
There are no fish left.
bren mulcahy:
I want to touch you right now. Behind that column.
bren mulcahy:
Piety.
bren mulcahy:
I got off the train and walked through town. I watched the river. Nothing had a name.
bren mulcahy:
The problem with us is that we were too afraid to let it go.
bren mulcahy:
Jesus. What do I think about something like that.
bren mulcahy:
I am waiting for you.
bren mulcahy:
You are a liar my friend. Yeah...whatever...and I guess you are as pure as the white snow.
bren mulcahy:
I can relate to "bits of things". That's how I feel most of the time.
bren mulcahy:
Sometimes, thinking just gets in the way.
bren mulcahy:
Everything in the world is driven by fear.
bren mulcahy:
Sometimes, i have to sit on the edge of the world.
bren mulcahy:
Easy does it.
bren mulcahy:
Can anyone tell me what is happiness? what is it to be happy?
bren mulcahy:
The crowds chanted our names. We were like Gods, riding through the forum.
bren mulcahy:
The road to Damascus.
bren mulcahy:
Attempts are being made on the ground to diffuse the bananas.
bren mulcahy:
God is dead and he is happy watching us trying to figure it all out.
bren mulcahy:
Following it through to the end.
bren mulcahy:
Drifting into the sea.
bren mulcahy:
Talking heads.
bren mulcahy:
The days lasted forever.
bren mulcahy:
I wanted to fly away with him.
bren mulcahy:
We did it together. That's all I remember.
bren mulcahy:
If you want to understand what real power is, then just follow me and don't question.
