If Swans Weren't Real Myths'd Make Up.

One's Ribs Shouldn't Be Prison Bars.

I Think We Think In Terms Of Stories.

Act', Implores The Ghost Of Future Regret. 'i Shan't Give You Another Chance'. [and So Jacob Does] 'damned Fool,' Groans The Demon Of Present Regret. 'what Have You Done?

I Am, Emphatically. Mental Illness Triggered By Xperimental Error.

Strip Back The Beliefs Pasted On By Governesses, Schools, And States, You Find Indelible Truths At One's Core.