The annoyance of free will

Michael: Where did we go wrong?
Gabriel: I don't think we did anything wrong, our intentions were good.
Michael: What happened then?
Gabriel: We gave them too many toys to play with.
Michael: You don't say anything Lucifer?
Lucifer: Call me the toy maker.

The bug on the lamp

Like the fly circling the light bulb, I am mesmerized by your omnipresent light, I don't have anywhere to go, I don't have anywhere to hide. So many things in the room I can play with, books, another lamp on the other side of the bed, rotten food under the coffee table, but there's only you, your perfect shape, your ever present warmth, and every time I get close enough, my wings melt a little, and I curse them because they still lift me off the ground to continue circling you. My light bulb

Day dreams of a kleptomaniac by choice

Where have i left my joy? that little monkey with cymbals in his hands jumping around inside my chest.
Maybe he got tired and is sleeping in the room downstairs, or a giraffe broke his cymbals, sad, sad monkey with no cymbals and nothing to do.Other times I think he was kidnapped by a band of wannabe aristocrats dressed up in their 18th century Victorian clothes, but they haven't contacted me about the ransom ( I think they would ask for my reason).
Has anybody seen a little cute monkey that answers to the name of joy?

Partying with the masters of the universe will give you an eternal hangover

Its 4 o'clock in the morning and I'm wandering, how fucked up was God when he created earth? ( yes my atheists friends I do believe there is a supreme being capable of doing cool shit) and when I mean fucked up I all ready assume that he was shit housed drunk, which brings me back to the the premise that if he was buzzing, then distilled alcohol was all ready available so he stumbled around the infinite cosmos and I think that before he passed out, in his drunken stupor he said " I think I'll take a crap right here." and BOOOOOMMMM!!!!!... he must have a real good taste in food.