I’m saving my free time for when I am dead; I figured I will need a lot of time in the next life to reflect on what the fuck is wrong with this life.

MOUNT PLAASMOORDE
If ever you visit South Africa
And do
Leave the brilliant beaches of Cape Town for a moment
Climb Mount Plaasmoorde Witkruis monument
And you’ll see the victims of apartheid
White crosses marking a thousand white victims
Planted in the earth of a million black victims
They lie dissolved in the humus of the soils
They were too many to have their own marked graves
Too many to build black crosses for
And just too hard to forget about
Because they make the soil under your feet black

There is no clock on Cupid’s arrows; he can fire an arrow dipped in the blood of the young at the heart of the old and love will still catch fire and blossom.

Some say your whole life appears before you like a TV when someone is about to shoot you, but the reality is you barely have any brain control beyond thinking about the muzzle and the finger on the trigger.

Pointing a gun at a strong-minded person is just as inconvenient as wearing a bifocal. There are two realities side-by-side; one would end shortly and the other had long-term potential.

The Dutch Reformed Church was the state church of the apartheid regime and a fervent supporter of apartheid; it inspired and condoned rape, abduction and murder.