Mother night, caress me with you dark embrace, swallow my soul and spit me out of this sphere of madness and into a universe with no leaders or followers, a world where creativity is currency and bills and work are nothing more than a twisted nightmare.
Sometimes the imagination is a sheer blizzard of bizarre, dreams become the minds dizzy dance of insanity. All thoughts, perceptions, and actions become a daft display of nonsense. Indeed, too weird to live, to unique to die.
Izzy Schurr / Hunter S. Thompson
Of all the galaxies and all the worlds, I have found no planet more blessed than this one, and yet in its uncontrollable insanity, the human race seeks to destroy this shining jewel, this bless ad sphere which men call Earth, entrapped upon this world of madness, stand I.., the Silver Surfer
Silver Surfer comic book
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