Knowledge Without Mileage Equals Bullshit.

It'll Destroy You If You Try To Make It Mean Anything To Anyone But Yourself.

She Touches Me The Jungle Lights Up With Incinerating Fire Looks Like A Flaming Serpent I Look Into Her Eyes I See A Movie Flickering Car Crashes People Kicking Corpses Men Ripping Their Tracheas Out And Shaking Them At The Sky I Think To Myself: I Don’t Want To Survive This One I Want To Burn Up In The Wreckage Cooking Flesh In The Jungle

I Can Die Anytime I Want. I Wish I Could Do The Same With Life.

The Truth Is An Anti-war Statement In Itself.

When I Am In Africa, I Realize I Don't Know Much, Have Not Seen Much, And There's A Lot To Be Done.