These Precious Things, Let Them Bleed.

Our World Is A Huge Mess Right Now, And Not Big Enough For Masses Of Intolerant People.

From In The Shadow She Calls. And In The Shadow She Finds A Way, Finds A Way. And In The Shadow She Crawls, Clutching Her Faded Photograph. My Image Under Her Thumb. Yes With A Message For My Heart. She’s Been Everybody Else’s Girl Maybe One Day She’ll Be Her Own.

Most People Would Rather Be Sheep Than Stand On Their Own With Antlers On.

Some People Are Afraid Of What They Might Find If They Try To Analyze Themselves Too Much, But You Have To Crawl Into Your Wounds To Discover Where Your Fears Are. Once The Bleeding Starts, The Cleansing Can Begin.

I Survived This Torture Which Left Me Paralyzed For Years. That's What That Night Was All About, Mutilation, More Than Violence Through Sex. I Really Do Feel As Though I Was Psychologically Mutilated That Night And Now I'm Trying To Put The Pieces Back Together Again. Through Love, Not Hatred. And Through My Music. My Strength Has Been To Open Again, To Life, And My Victory Is The Fact That, Despite It All, I Kept Alive My Vulnerability.