Love. The Black Hook. The Spear Singing

Society Is Like This Card Game Here, Cousin. We Got Dealt Our Hand Before We Were Even Born, And As We Grow We Have To Play As Best As We Can.

Every So Often Something Shatters Like Ice And We Are In The River Of Our Existence. We Are Aware.

Life Is Made Up Of Three Kinds Of People -- Those Who Live It, Those Afraid To, Those In Between.

It Was Just Enough To Sit There Without Words.

I Had A Very Free Childhood And Ranged Around On My Bicycle The Way Boys Do. I Had Few Restrictions.