I Wonder Why People Like To Believe

All Our Lives We Sweat And Save, Building For A Shallow Grave.

I Think The Highest And Lowest Points Are The Important Ones. Anything Else Is Just...in Between.

Sex Is Full Of Lies. The Body Tries To Tell The Truth. But, It's Usually Too Battered With Rules To Be Heard, And Bound With Pretenses So It Can Hardly Move. We Cripple Ourselves With Lies.

The World We Suggest Is A New Wild West. A Sensuous Evil World. Strange And Haunting, The Path Of The Sun.

A Hero Is Someone Who Rebels, Or Seems To Rebel, Against The Facts Of Existence And Seems To Conquer Them, But Obviously That Can Work At Moments.