I Don't Think I Am Evangelical In

I Am Proud Of Having Done What I've Done. Very Proud.

If You Made A Better Rat Than A Human, It’s Not Much To Boast About, Peter.

By All Means Continue Destroying My Possessions. I Daresay I Have Too Many.

Cobbled Streets And No Shops Open Past Six O'clock, A Communal Life That Seemed To Revolve Around Church, And Where You Could Often Hear Bird Song And Nothing Else: Gaia Felt As Though She Had Fallen Through A Portal Into A Land Lost In Time.

From This Point Forth, We Shall Be Leaving The Firm Foundation Of Fact And Journeying Together Through The Murky Marshes Of Memory Into Thickets Of Wildest Guesswork.