It's In An Inland Sea That The

Talking To People Makes Me Feel Like Sleeping. Only My Ghostly And Imaginary Friends, Only The Conversations I Have In My Dreams, Are Genuinely Real And Substantial.

It's Been A Long Time Since I've Been Me.

There's A Non-existent Peace In The Uncertain Quietness

Nature Is The Difference Between The Soul And God.

I Don't Mourn The Loss Of My Childhood; I Mourn Because Everything, Including (my) Childhood, Is Lost.