I Hid In Bars, Because I Didn't

Any Asshole Can Chase A Skirt, Art Takes Discipline.

Beware The Average Man The Average Woman Beware Their Love, Their Love Is Average Seeks Average But There Is Genius In Their Hatred There Is Enough Genius In Their Hatred To Kill You To Kill Anybody Not Wanting Solitude Not Understanding Solitude They Will Attempt To Destroy Anything That Differs From Their Own Not Being Able To Create Art They Will Not Understand Art They Will Consider Their Failure As Creators Only As A Failure Of The World

Magic Persists Without Us No Matter What We May Do To Try To Spoil It

I Could Never Accept Life As It Was, I Could Never Gobble Down All Its Poisons Bu There Were Parts, Tenuous Magic Parts Open For The Asking.

There Are So Many Days When Living Stops And Pulls Up And Sits And Waits Like A Train On The Rails.