We Have Laboured Long To Build A

Through My Blue Fingers, Pink Grains Are Falling, Haphazard, Random, A Disorganized Stream Of Silicone That Seems Pregnant With The Possibility Of Every Conceivable Shape… But This Is Illusion. Things Have Their Shape In Time, Not Space Alone. Some Marble Blocks Have Statues Within Them, Embedded In Their Future.

I Should Just Keep Me Mouth Shut, I Just Upset People.

I've Always Wanted To Explore Characters Of All Races, All Genders, All Ages. It Just Seems To Me To Be A Natural Way To Approach Any Kind Of Storytelling.

Happiness Is The Most Insidious Prison Of All.

If Light Is Outlawed, Then Only Outlaws Will Be Able To See Where They're Going.