Brian Spellman

I've been coerced into free will.

I learned to smile, avoiding happiness advice.

There's an ad for every vice. That's advice.

Babies are never suicidal. Hard lives, not hard boiled eggs do that.

Billions of years before twelve step groups, God committed shotgun suicide. Today wall scrapings share His gratitude stories.

A bind is when you're quadriplegic, suicidal about that and unable to persuade your best friend to murder you.

Months after my wrists ripping, a talk therapist referred to the act as self-hatred. Until then nobody had said this to me. Did everyone presume that I already knew so? People say it all the time. It__ safer to draw this conclusion. Throw in cowardice and you have an insulated public. I was not enraged at all. I was panic stricken. How could I hate myself for wanting to stop such physical sickness and terror? Mine was an act of caretaking, compassion, love. You cannot share this insight with therapists because they think such encourages recurrence. Have you ever stopped diarrhea with a prayer? If you have to go, you go. If you have to die, you die.

You can't stop a man from stopping himself.

If you want to commit suicide why tell anyone? They'd ruin everything.

Ultimate meaning is meaningless. Meaning meaning means everything else.

There is a meaning of life but I've been sworn to secrecy.

Kindness knows no kind.

Life is short unless agony is long.

If you only go around once in life, then why has that one gone around more than once?

Fifty percent of life is ninety percent indecisive. The rest is confusing.

I awoke to a daymare. Life.

Where have you been all of your life?

They safely cured the world of sadness, wiser the Pfizer for it?