come away with me, o human child

one.
    [what do you believe in?]



nothing.

          (which is something like everything)

all that matters to me is whatever i care about at the time
- this is cold, and cruel, i know...

but i can't see any hidden hand behind the world - it just is.
nothing really matters, but that we make it so...
but then, isn't that the essence of divinity?




two.
    [what makes up your insides?]



scar tissue            (youyouyouyouyouyouyouyouandYOU)
the biting sands of my halfway home
and
a gaping





hole





of fear




three.
    [tell me about heaven.]



i wouldn't know, but i rather think that it is sublimity

(the relief of everything)
                                                              (- this includes life)

although, i must admit
proper music and fog
goes a long, long way.




four.
    [what is evil?]



deprivation of a quality, or its transition from the positive to negative, divided appropriately into intent, action, and consequence.

...to be brief (and dispassionate).

and oh, it can be so delicious.




five.
    [are we really alone in the end?]



yes... i imagine that there is, at the center of our being,
something fundamentally unreachable.

    we are born without understanding, and when we die, it is as lonely individuals we proceed into the unknown.

but it isn't sad, or terrible... not really...

unless you hate yourself, i suppose.




six.
    [how will all life be destroyed?]



i don't much imagine a way where all life could cease...
- that is to say, the concept of life is abstract and timeless,
and as such is indestructible.

but if the universe were to collapse, well...
                                                      (we're fucked.)




seven.
    [how do you think they make coca-cola?]



magic rainbows of high-fructose corn syrup merge with the sweet taste

of (natural and artificial) flavors

and, once upon a time,
trace amounts of cocaine, i think.




eight.
    [how did the world begin?]



oh, dear me.

i really couldn't say, but i've always rather liked the thought
that for each choice, each minuscule difference
a universe exists.
thus,
every decision i have ever made
has sprung to life as something grand and glorious




nine.
    [what is your favorite band and why?]



i really do love tool, but why, i suppose is a matter of opinion.
"lateralus" makes me shiver in the most blissful ways.




ten.
    [if you could give advice to a person who was about to quit believing in everything, what would you say?]



well done, it's the first step to actually caring about something. assuming you survive it with your sanity intact.

(good luck...)