Like The Fox I Run With The

I See Men Assassinated Around Me Every Day. I Walk Through Rooms Of The Dead, Streets Of The Dead, Cities Of The Dead; Men Without Eyes, Men Without Voices; Men With Manufactured Feelings And Standard Reactions; Men With Newspaper Brains, Television Souls And High School Ideas.

Let' Em Learn Or Let' Em Die

Long Ago, Among Other Lies They Were Taught That Silence Was Bravery.

I'm Too Careless. I Don't Put Out Enough Effort. I'm Tired.

It Doesn't Matter If Prince Charles Falls Off His Horse Or That The Hummingbird Is So Seldom Seen Or That We Are Too Senseless To Go Insane. Coffee. Give Us More Of That Nothing Coffee.