Anybody's True Nature Is Bullshit. There Is

Without Access To True Chaos, We'll Never Have True Peace. Unless Everything Can Get Worse, It Won't Get Any Better.

The Little Boy Smiled Back At All The Angry Faces Glaring In At Him. And The Little Boy Blew Kisses.

Screenwriters Get Paid A Hell Of A Lot More Money But Their Level Of Frustration Seems To Be So High That I Don't Want That.

It's Only In Drugs Or Death We'll See Anything New, And Death Is Just Too Controlling.

This Is Our World Now, And Those Ancient People Are Dead.