A Foolish Man... Built His House Upon

I Only Pick One Thing; North, South, East Or West. I Just Get On The Road And Go. That's The Point. The Only Governor I Give Myself Is What's The Time Limit.

Offers Dried Up After A Few Years And It Was Like I Had Fallen Off The Radar.

I Like Quips. I Like Whiffs Of Cynicism And I Think They Can Be Witty. But I Don't Really Know Where Wittiness Is Constructive.

I Think It's Because We're Looking For The Meaning. Where Is The Meaning? We Have Mindless Jobs, We Take Frantic Vacations, Deficit Finance Trips To The Mall To Buy More Things That We Think Are Going To Fill These Holes In Our Lives. Is It Any Wonder That We've Lost Our Sense Of Direction?

I Tell Myself I Bear Witness. The Real Answer Is That It's Obviously My Programming. And I Lack The Constitution For Suicide.