As We Are All Solipsists, And All

The Next Morning I Woke Up At Oh Eight Oh Oh Hours, My Brothers, And As I Still Felt Shagged And Fagged And Fashed And Bashed And My Glazzies Were Stuck Together Real Horrorshow With Sleepglue, I Thought I Would Not Go To School.

But, Brothers, This Biting Of Their Toe-nails Over What Is The Cause Of Badness Is What Turns Me Into A Fine Laughing Malchick. They Don't Go Into What Is The Cause Of Goodness, So Why Of The Other Shop?

We All Need Money, But There Are Degrees Of Desperation.

Life Is Sustained By The Grinding Opposition Of Moral Entities.

If You Believe In An Unseen Christ, You Will Believe In The Unseen Christlike Potential Of Others.