The Whole World Is A Disaster Waiting

The Photographer In My Head Says: Give Me Peace. Flash. Give Me Release. Flash.

When You're An Addict, You Can Go Without Feeling Anything Except Drunk Or Stoned Or Hungry. Still, When You Compare This To Other Feelings, To Sadness, Anger, Fear, Worry, Despair, And Depression, Well, An Addiction No Longer Looks So Bad. It Looks Like A Very Viable Option.

What I Mean Is Sometimes, For An Artist, Chronic Pain Can Be A Gift.

The Lower You Fall, The Higher You'll Fly. The Farther You Run, The More God Wants You Back.

That’s The American Dream: To Make Your Life Into Something You Can Sell.