bren mulcahy:
I try to hug it at least once a day. To allow those vibrations to pulse through me, giving me power.
bren mulcahy:
In my dreams, he kept handing me my teeth and saying everything would be ok.
bren mulcahy:
Mam. Mam. I am crying out for you. I miss you.
bren mulcahy:
Talkin to him is like tryin to get blood out of a turnip.
bren mulcahy:
The thing I like most about those stones, is that they were there before Jesus, Buddha, Mohammed or any of the other pretenders.
bren mulcahy:
How do you feel when you fight? Violent. Very violent. Strong.
bren mulcahy:
Don't you understand. We will always have each other.
bren mulcahy:
I had to go somewhere to find the force. Somewhere dark and impenetrable.
bren mulcahy:
I wonder if they broke each others hearts the way we do?
bren mulcahy:
I woke up in a sweat and all i could remember was those stones. Why was i dreaming about them again.
bren mulcahy:
We are waves and particles. We wiggle and so do the mountains.
bren mulcahy:
I understand you. I don't know why, but I do.
bren mulcahy:
I will do what you tell me.
bren mulcahy:
I am burning for you.
bren mulcahy:
I wonder did they cry as much as we did.
bren mulcahy:
We are all one. We are part of everything. Beyond good and evil. Beginning. Dying. Beginning.
bren mulcahy:
Read my lips - "There was no collusion with the Russians".
bren mulcahy:
The last man now rules the world.
bren mulcahy:
I think he has an attitude problem.
bren mulcahy:
Time to wake up to reality.
bren mulcahy:
The stones are always there even when you are not thinking about them.
bren mulcahy:
He was a nobody, just like me.
bren mulcahy:
The hungry place.
bren mulcahy:
The only problem there is with God is the word "God".