Light Black. From Pole To Pole.

It's So Nice To Know Where You're Going, In The Early Stages. It Almost Rids You Of The Wish To Go There.

Personally I Have No Bone To Pick With Graveyards, I Take The Air There Willingly, Perhaps More Willingly Than Elsewhere, When Take The Air I Must.

Don't Look For Meaning In The Words. Listen To The Silences.

Better Hope Deferred Than None.

The Old Endless Chain Of Love, Tolerance, Indifference, Aversion And Disgust