I Wanted Only To Live In Accord

Love Is Stronger Than Violence.

Often It Is The Most Deserving People Who Cannot Help Loving Those Who Destroy Them.

It Was All A Lie, It All Stank, Stank Of Lies, It All Gave The Illusion Of Meaning And Happiness And Beauty, And All Of It Was Just Putrefaction That No One Would Admit To. Bitter Was The Taste Of The World. Life Was A Torment.

Because The World Is So Full Of Death And Horror, I Try Again And Again To Console My Heart And Pick The Flowers That Grow In The Midst Of Hell.

We Create Gods And Struggle With Them, And They Bless Us.