Money Is Our Madness, Our Vast Collective

There Is Nothing To Save, Now All Is Lost, But A Tiny Core Of Stillness In The Heart Like The Eye Of A Violet.

Try To Find Your Deepest Issue In Every Confusion, And Abide By That.

God Doesn't Know Things. He Is Things.

In America The Cohesion Was A Matter Of Choice And Will. But In Europe It Was Organic.

Poe Tried Alcohol, And Any Drug He Could Lay His Hands On. He Also Tried Any Human Being He Could Lay His Hands On.