Another Flashing Chance At Bliss Another Kiss,

There Are Things Known And Things Unknown And In Between Are The Doors.

Whoever Controls The Media, Controls The Mind.

Where Are The Feasts We Were Promised? Where Is The Wine, The New Wine, Dying On The Vine.

A Man Searching For Paradise Lost Can Seem A Fool To Those Who Never Sought The Other World.

Death Makes Angels Of Us All.