I thought I had been escaping into sleep- that real life was the nightmare and that sleep was where I could find peace.

Distance may be the segregator but our thoughts and dreams are what keep us together.

Will you let me go for Christs sake Will you take that phony dream and burn it before something happens

Pictures ... flashed on her in sudden color too much color shocking color the color that leaps out of black when lightning strikes at night.

If you could stay as stubborn as when you were a child then you need not to compromise on your dreams.

Existuje jet jeden dal rozdl mezi logikou zjevnho a skrytho vyprvn. Ve zjevnm vyprvn existuje logick kauzln souvislost mezi vnjmi udlostmi. Jon chce plout pes moe protoe chce utci ped Bohem usne protoe je unaven je vren pes palubu protoe je povaovn za pinu boue a je pozen rybou protoe se v moi vyskytuj drav ryby. Jedna udlost vyplv z pedchzejc. Posledn st pbhu je sice nerealistick ale nikoliv nelogick. Ve skrytm pbhu naproti tomu vldne jin druh logiky. Rzn udlosti jsou asociac spojeny se stejnm vnitnm zitkem. To co se jev jako kauzln posloupnost vnjch udlost vlastn zastupuje spojen zitk propojench jako udlosti vnitn. Je to prv tak logick jako je logick zjevn pbh ale jede tu o jin druh logiky.

I want to feel intoxicated from inhaling the scent of you.

When reading the history of the Jewish people of their flight from slavery to death of their exchange of tyrants I must confess that my sympathies are all aroused in their behalf. They were cheated deceived and abused. Their god was quick-tempered unreasonable cruel revengeful and dishonest. He was always promising but never performed. He wasted time in ceremony and childish detail and in the exaggeration of what he had done. It is impossible for me to conceive of a character more utterly detestable than that of the Hebrew god. He had solemnly promised the Jews that he would take them from Egypt to a land flowing with milk and honey. He had led them to believe that in a little while their troubles would be over and that they would soon in the land of Canaan surrounded by their wives and little ones forget the stripes and tears of Egypt. After promising the poor wanderers again and again that he would lead them in safety to the promised land of joy and plenty this God forgetting every promise said to the wretches in his powerYour carcasses shall fall in this wilderness and your children shall wander until your carcasses be wasted. This curse was the conclusion of the whole matter. Into this dust of death and night faded all the promises of God. Into this rottenness of wandering despair fell all the dreams of liberty and home. Millions of corpses were left to rot in the desert and each one certified to the dishonesty of Jehovah. I cannot believe these things. They are so cruel and heartless that my blood is chilled and my sense of justice shocked. A book that is equally abhorrent to my head and heart cannot be accepted as a revelation from God.When we think of the poor Jews destroyed murdered bitten by serpents visited by plagues decimated by famine butchered by each other swallowed by the earth frightened cursed starved deceived robbed and outraged how thankful we should be that we are not the chosen people of God. No wonder that they longed for the slavery of Egypt and remembered with sorrow the unhappy day when they exchanged masters. Compared with Jehovah Pharaoh was a benefactor and the tyranny of Egypt was freedom to those who suffered the liberty of God.While reading the Pentateuch I am filled with indignation pity and horror. Nothing can be sadder than the history of the starved and frightened wretches who wandered over the desolate crags and sands of wilderness and desert the prey of famine sword and plague. Ignorant and superstitious to the last degree governed by falsehood plundered by hypocrisy they were the sport of priests and the food of fear. God was their greatest enemy and death their only friend.It is impossible to conceive of a more thoroughly despicable hateful and arrogant being than the Jewish god. He is without a redeeming feature. In the mythology of the world he has no parallel. He only is never touched by agony and tears. He delights only in blood and pain. Human affections are naught to him. He cares neither for love nor music beauty nor joy. A false friend an unjust judge a braggart hypocrite and tyrant sincere in hatred jealous vain and revengeful false in promise honest in curse suspicious ignorant and changeable infamous and hideoussuch is the God of the Pentateuch.

What man does not seek the power of his dreams and believe in his ability to match the grace of his illusions.

During the day memories could be held at bay but at night dreams became the devils own accomplices.