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@virtualepitaph
Nil igitur mors est ad nos.
Death, therefore, is nothing to us.
hi there! i'm epitaph! this is my virtual epitaph - a place for me to keep quotes, words, and phrases that mean a lot to me.
i talk a lot about death, but i make jokes and say nonsense sometimes too.
enjoy your stay!
about me | about this blog
as layers of bloated rituals and routines attempt weakly to clot the sinkhole foundation of unanswerable questions which nucleate your psyche, you find that projecting a dull and grainy haze over everything allows for the feeling of plummeting to decelerate into an easy, somnolent drift.
you're gonna eat some dirt before you die
pacman has no philosophy, he cannot possibly conceive of one
in this highly charged political climate, i know what america needs. it needs crab legs boiled in mountain dew.
at the end of time, a moment will come when just one man remains. then the moment will pass, and the man will be gone. there will be nothing to show that we were ever here but stardust. the last man, alone with god. am i that man?
i don’t care - i function on this planet with reckless abandon!
lets keep knowing each other until we die
if i’m not on the back of a horse, i’m not alive
technically edible! the best kind of edible!
for it is through your heart of iron wrapped in gentle mercy that you bring hope to people everywhere
too much radio not enough head
up is very very near by, it's just hard to get to, because the planet loves us very much and hates to let go.
i fear that last night i jimmy’d a little too close to the sun.
we want your eyeballs to eat our skin. and i want you to tell me how it tastes, buddy.
il faut battre les morts quand ils sont froids
free speech protects you from the government, but not from the consequences of speaking before me with lies riddling your tongue like warts to a toad