No Wonder The Regulators Decided On Segregation

Nobody Ever Said Life Was Fair.

I Need To Live My Life In The Light Of Their Deaths. I Need To Live.

Love Is A Kind Of Possession. It’s A Poison.

Droplets, Droplets: We Are All Identical Drips And Drops Of People, Hovering, Waiting To Be Tipped, Waiting For Someone To Show Us The Way, To Pour Us Down A Path. ... He Has Tipped Us Over, All Of Us In Our Teetering Expectancy, And Now We Are Pouring Toward Him, Coursing On A Wave Of Sound, Of Roaring Shouts And Applause. ... They Are The Moon; We Are A Tide, Their Tide, And Under Their Direction We Will Wipe Clean All The Sickness And Blight From The World.

I Will Make A Pact With You: I Will Do It If You Will Do It, Always And Forever. Take Down The Walls.