halo crashing in the devil's diner

It will just keep coming up...every time you get near it (and you will..for the rest of your life)...every time you get near it you go running.

you will run out of places to go. places to hide. people to ignore. and then..you will be face to face with that bastard. that bastard that everyone sees in their shadows.

Id like five minutes in some supernatural alleyway... some transcendant place...where it manifests itself into some big tall guy with a bad black hat on.

cause I would take him out. Id stun him with my fierceness.

Id like to go halo crashing in the devil's diner...

Id keep a written account in my pocket..it would be scrawled out on a cheap generic paper napkin...

and I'd flash it like a badge everytime some dark unflinching host came by to rattle me.

you have to get a reputation.

you need your name out on the street.

its your heart. your soul. your future.

kick some ass.

Peace