Flies Die In So Many Lonely Places.

The Thing I Call ‘my Mind’ Seems To Be Kind Of Like A Landlord That Doesn’t Really Know Its Tenants.

Gospel Singing ... Is The Rawest, Sweetest, Uninhibited And Exquisite Sounds A Person Can Make Or Hear. It Isn't Music, It's An Entire Experience You Feel And Live. A Sound To Rise You Up Again.

Humor Is Such A Wonderful Thing, Helping You Realize What A Fool You Are But How Beautiful That Is At The Same Time.

You Know That Great Car-stomach Feeling When You Fly Over A Hump? That Was My Whole Body.

It Is True That I Am A Person With Black Pockets Of Evil And Hatred In My Heart. There Are Underground Places Inside Of Me