Death....is crap
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oKaek5Oimf0 I always hated Autumn. Ever since I was just a little guy, running around with a hand full of G I Joes and enough sugar in my blood to down a small horse... it was never my season. The fact of watching the trees turn colors...beautiful shades of orange and red, molten and dazzling, never did manage to hide the fact that death was approaching, albeit in a dizzying display of natural beauty and wonder. I knew, and I still know, that death lurks behind that pretty mask. I refuse to accept your colorful gift, world. It is dying. And when the brisk and refreshing air fills my lungs early in the morning, waking me up... I will turn away your tricksy and heady drink.... It brings death. I know its coming, and everything is dying. I can manage winter a lot better; everything has settled into this quiet hibernation and the cold will not bring any further surprises, but Autumn always seems to tease with the faint hope of a few more warm days, or...