No, seriously. Guy creates monster. Monster kills guy. Everyone kills monster. Wolfman.

No, that’s Frankenstein - I, Robot (2004)

You do something for me, I do something for you.

i was just another monster. i was gone, for a long time.

Embrace your differences and the qualities about you that you think are weird. Eventually, they’re going to be the only things separating you from everyone else.

My arrogance knows no bounds
And I will make no peace today
And you shall be so lucky
To find a woman like me

Today neither will the East claim me
nor the West admit me
Today my belly is a well
wherein serpents are coiled
ready to poison the world,
and you should be so lucky.

All I have is my arrogamce
I will teach it to lean back
and smoke a cigarette in your faces,
and you should be so lucky

No I will make no peace
even though my hands are empty
I will talk as big as I please
I will be all or nothing
And I will jump before the heavy trucks
And I will saw off my leg at the thigh
before I bend one womanly knee

I am poison
And you will drink me
And you should be so lucky.

Ishtar Awakens in Chicago by Mohja Kahf (via sheer-powder)

That Jenny Holzer projection has really stuck with me so I googled a bit and found the poem from which it is excerpted and I think it’s important to know the context, which is totally removed from that photograph. 

(via emes)