Do Not Whine... Do Not Complain. Work

We All Have The Same Dreams.

I Never Had Much Interest In Being A Child. As A Way Of Being It Seemed Flat, Failed To Engage.

Let Me Just Be In The Ground. Let Me Just Be In The Ground And Go To Sleep.

I Know Something About Dread Myself, And Appreciate The Elaborate Systems With Which Some People Fill The Void, Appreciate All The Opiates Of The People, Whether They Are As Accessible As Alcohol And Heroin And Promiscuity Or As Hard To Come By As Faith In God Or History.

The Wind Shows Us How Close To The Edge We Are.