Meet Me In Cognito, Baby. In Cognito,

When Humans Were Young, They Were Pushed Around In Strollers. When They Were Old, They Were Pushed Around In Wheelchairs. In Between, They Were Just Pushed Around.

Redheads Are Said To Be Children Of The Moon, Thwarted By The Sun And Addicted To Sex And Sugar.

The Party In Alobar’s Head, Which Agitation And Anxiety Were Throwing, Now Was Crashed By A Notion: Existence Can Be Rearranged.

The Highest Function Of Love Is That It Makes The Loved One A Unique And Irreplacable Being.

What An Electric Heater Perched Upon The Rim Of The Bathtub Of The World That Dead Jesus Was.