Anywhere You Hang Yourself Is Home.

I Can't Imagine Being Sixty Years Of Age And Playing Music I Wrote When I Was In My Twenties. I Would Rather Sail The Sea Of Consequence To New Lands. Laps Around The Shallow End Of The Pool, Not For Me.

I Read A Bit Of Ray Bradbury When I Was A Younger Man. I Don't Read A Lot Of Fiction Anymore... Like, None.

You Always Know The Mark Of A Coward. A Coward Hides Behind Freedom. A Brave Person Stands In Front Of Freedom And Defends It For Others.

I Am Talking About Ultimate Deceit. I Am Talking About Unparalleled Treachery. Bottomless Lies. Depths That Are Seen That Are Previously Unimaginable. Darkness And Shattering Despair That Could Break Bones. Paranoia And Horror That Could Stop The Heart Cold. All Inflicted On One's Self By One's Self. The Soul Turns Schizophrenic And Goes Hopelessly Insane.

There's Always Going To Be A Need For Activism; There's Always Going To Be A Need For You And Me Doing The Right Thing, Being Very Lincoln-sonian In Looking Out For Each Other.