Happiness Is Pure Kitch; We Come Into

Do You Truly Believe That Life Is Fair, Senor De La Vega? -no, Maestro, But I Plan To Do Everything In My Power To Make It So.

But I Don't Want More Things Than I Need, Either.

Photographs Deceive Time, Freezing It On A Piece Of Cardboard Where The Soul Is Silent.

Nothing Changes; We Humans Repeat The Same Sins Over And Over, Eternally.

The First Two, Three, Four Weeks Are Wasted. I Just Show Up In Front Of The Computer. Show Up, Show Up, Show Up, And After A While The Muse Shows Up, Too. If She Doesn't Show Up Invited, Eventually She Just Shows Up.