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I Don't Particularly Believe All Love Is Doomed. But I Guess, One Is Usually Kinda Suffering From Some Aborted Love Affair Or Association, Rather Than Being At The Peak Of One. I Think It's Fairly Obvious That A Lot More Suffering Goes On In The Name Of Love Than The Little Happiness You Can Squeeze Out Of It.

He Who Seeks, Finds, And Who Knocks, Will Be Let In.

At Some Point You Start Seeing The Difference Between What You Really Want, And What Is Your Priority Order. I Feel That Today I Know What I Want. That's The Problem With Perspective, As Well As Focus And Concentration.

I'm Always Sort Of Looking For Projects That I Can Sort Of Put Out Into The World, Into The Public Sphere, And To Somehow Cause An Effect. I Want To Be Able To Create Projects That Sort Of Are Going To Make People Think And Think In This Sort Of Magical, Sort Of Fantastical Way.

And She Moves Among The Sparrows. And She Floats Upon The Breeze. She Moves Among The Flowers. She Moves Something Deep Inside Of Me