The Europeans Who Went To Africa Came

Love Is Supreme And Unconditional; Like Is Nice But Limited.

I Merely Took The Energy It Takes To Pout And Wrote Some Blues.

There Is No Art When One Does Something Without Intention.

Roaming Through The Jungle Of "ohs" And "ahs", Searching For A More Agreeable Noise, I Live A Life Of Primitivity With The Mind Of A Child And An Unquenchable Thirst For Sharps And Flats.

Yet, Every Time God's Children Have Thrown Away Fear In Pursuit Of Honesty-trying To Communicate Themselves, Understood Or Not, Miracles Have Happened.