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A Poet’s Freedom Lies Precisely In The Impossibility Of Worldly Success. It Is The Freedom Of One Who Knows He Will Never Be Anything But A Failure In The World’s Estimation, And May Do As He Pleases. The Poet Is A Man On The Sidelines Of Life, Sidelined For Life. He Belongs To The Aristocracy Of The Outcast, The Lowest Of The Low, Below The Salt Of The Earth. A Member Of The Most Ancient Regime In The World. One That Cannot, It Seems, Be Overthrown.

Looking Back, You Can Romanticize The Things You Did Back Then. I Also Like Talking About The Stupid Things I've Done.

The Moment You Enlist In The Army Of God, You Personally Become A Target. You Need To Remember That If You're Living For And Walking With Jesus Christ, The Powers Of Darkness Are Aligned Against You.

Being In A Rock Band For 20 Years Is Not The Best Resume For Anything Else.

Christ Imparts The Capacity Of Conquest To Our Lives Every Single Day That We Are Willing To Believe Him.