Everything a lie. Everything you hear, everything you see. So much to spew out. They just keep coming, one after another. You’re in a box, a moving box. They want you dead or in their lie. Only one thing a man can do: Find something that’s his. Make an island for himself. If I never meet you in this life, let me feel the lack. A glance from your eyes and my life will be yours.
Are you righteous? Kind? Does your confidence lie in this? Are you loved by all? Know that I was, too. Do you imagine your suffering will be any less because you loved goodness, truth?
My dear wife, you get something twisted out of your insides by all this blood, filth, and noise. I want to stay changeless for you. I want to come back to you the man I was before. … Why should I be afraid to die? I belong to you. If I go first, I’ll wait for you there, on the other side of the dark waters. Be with me now. … We. We together. One being. Flow together like water. Till I can’t tell you from me. I drink you. Now. Now. … Love. Where does it come from? Who lit this flame in us? No war can put it out, conquer it. I was a prisoner. You set me free. …
I wanted to be loved cause I was great, a big man. Now, I’m nothing. Look. The glory around. Trees, birds. I dishonored it all and didn’t notice the glory. A foolish man. They’re closing the plant. I was given this choice: no job or transfer to a job nobody wants.
The three of us been goin’ places. Lookin’ for things. Searchin’ for things. Goin’ on adventures. They told everybody they were brother and sister. My brother didn’t want nobody to know. You know how people are. You tell them something, they start talking. I met this guy named Ding Dong. He told me the whole earth is goin’ up in flames. Flames will come out of here and there and it’ll just rise up. The mountains gonna go up in big flames. The water’s gonna rise in flames. There’s gonna be creatures runnin’ every which way, some of them burnt, half their wings burnin’, people are gonna be screamin’ and hollerin’ for help. See, the people that have been good, they’re gonna go to Heaven and escape all that fire. But if you been bad, God don’t even hear you. He don’t even hear you talkin’. … This farmer, he had a big spread, and a lot of money. Whoever was sitting in a chair when he’d come around, why they’d stand up and give it to him. Wasn’t no harm in him. You’d give him a flower, he’d keep it forever.