Charles Bukowski — Hug the dark

turmoil is the god madness is the god permanent living peace is permanent living death agony can kill or agony can sustain life but peace is always horrifying peace is the worst thing walking talking smiling seeming to be. don't forget the sidewalks the whores betrayal, the worm in the apple, the bars, the jails, the suicides of lovers. here is America we have assassinated a president and his brother, another president has quit office. people who believe in politics are like people who believe in god: they are sucking wind through bent straws. there is no god there are no politics there is no peace there is no love. there is no control there is no plan. stay away from god remain disturbed slide.