Music Inflames Temperament.

How Can I Set Free Anyone Who Doesn't Have The Guts To Stand Up Alone And Declare His Own Freedom? I Think It's A Lie - People Claim They Want To Be Free - Everybody Insists That Freedom Is What They Want The Most, The Most Sacred And Precious Thing A Man Can Possess. But That's Bullshit! People Are Terrified To Be Set Free - They Hold On To Their Chains. They Fight Anyone Who Tries To Break Those Chains. It's Their Securityhow Can They Expect Me Or Anyone Else To Set Them Free If They Don't Really Want To Be Free?

If My Poetry Aims To Achieve Anything, It's To Deliver People From The Limited Ways In Which They See And Feel.

Death Makes Angels Of Us All And Gives Us Wings Where We Had Shoulders Smooth As Ravens Claws.

I See Myself As An Intelligent, Sensitive Human, With The Soul Of A Clown Which Forces Me To Blow It At The Most Important Moments.

Where Are The Feasts We Were Promised? Where Is The Wine, The New Wine, Dying On The Vine.