[last lines]
Ray: There's a Christmas tree somewhere in London with a bunch of presents underneath it that'll never be opened. And I thought, if I survive all of this, I'd go to that house, apologize to the mother there, and accept whatever punishment she chose for me. Prison... death... didn't matter. Because at least in prison and at least in death, you know, I wouldn't be in fuckin' Bruges. But then, like a flash, it came to me. And I realized, fuck man, maybe that's what hell is: the entire rest of eternity spent in fuckin' Bruges. And I really really hoped I wouldn't die. I really really hoped I wouldn't die.
tonight, i thought about death. about life after death. about religion. about faith. about luck. about karma. about purgatory. about life before life. about blissful ignorance. about little kids in africa. about our galaxy. about jupiter. about mars. about earth. about human intelligence. about life on earth. about the big bang theory. about earths position in the solar system. about water. about evolution. about moisture and clouds. about sustenance. about life. about death.
this time, this death train was trigged by fuckin' bruges. what was the most recent "life/death" catalyst for u?
1 comments:
i loved this movie. favorite part was when the dwarf was ranting about race war.
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