Prisons are built with stones of Law, Brothels with bricks of Religion.

– William Blake.

Found here.

I want

The universe in

My back pocket

The Sun

For my shades

I want

Eternity

On my fingertips

But more than anything else babe

I want you

Oh yeah

I want you

Skin to skin

Soul pourin fire

Down our veins

Burnin up the

Doomsday dogs

Wreckin all those

Cutesy trysts

At the devil’s door

Oh yeah

That’s when I see that

More than anything else babe

I want you

Oh yeah

I want you

I want you

Right here and now

We hunger in the blind

Draw our arrows in the dark

Aim it up

At the schemers

On the hill

Yes, my child

We goin to break

This evil shell

No ones gonna

Keep our hearts

From thudding

To the rhythm of the earth

Aint goin to be long now

Daybreak’s gonna

Hit center stage

And we’ll hear our

Hearts beating again

Singing to the tune

Freedom takin control

Setting us free

Bringing us in

Takin us home

Oh yeah

That’s when I know that

More than anything else babe

I want you

Oh yeah

I want you

I want you

...moviegoers are no longer able to connect emotionally with a good old-fashioned film.

"It's like a dead nerve," he [Jack] says. "A whole generation -- maybe two generations now -- all they know are special effects. Not just all they know. That's all they want.

During an Esquire interview with Sean Penn about his directorial Into the Wild

You know you're a geek when you consider things like the resolution of wax crayons.

[from Slashdot]