There's Still A Lot I'm Angry About,

Lessons Taught But Never Learned, All Around Us Anger Burns. Guide The Future By The Past. Long Ago The Mould Was Cast.

Throw Off Those Chains Of Reason And Your Prison Disappears.

Could Hell Be A Place Where There Is No Self-respect? A Place Where People Have No Pride In Their Own Existence Or Behavior, And Thus Would Have None For Anyone Or Anything Else?

There's A New Reality Born Every Minute. Unless One Is A Believer In Predestination (in Which Case I'll Call The Prestidigitator), Or Other Puppet-like Restraints On Our Powers, One Is Free To Imagine And Effect Changes On The World. And If Enough People Do It, There Are Big Changes. These Things Happen. Anything Can.

People Don't Realize The Limitations Of 200 Words, And The Way They Get Chiselled Down Into A Song That Has To Be Sung.