The Stars Above Will Be Below When

Give Us Power, Give Us Light To Holdall Love Within Our Breast's Small Space.

Nature Is An Experimenter.

Prometheus, I Have No Titan's Might, Yet I, Too, Must Each Dusk Renew My Heart, For Daytime's Vulture Talons Tear Apart The Tender Alcoves Built By Love At Night.

Resurrection, Like Politics, Makes Strange Bedfellows.

Imagination Is Like A Muscle. I Found Out That The More I Wrote, The Bigger It Got.