No Matter What Happens, It’s Always Now.

There's No Escaping Fate, It Just Keeps Going. Day And Night, The Future Just Keeps Coming At You.

You Tell Yourself That Noise Is What Defines Silence. Without Noise, Silence Would Not Be Golden. Noise Is The Exception. Think Of Deep Outer Space, The Incredible Cold And Quiet Where Your Wife And Kid Wait. Silence, Not Heaven, Would Be Reward Enough.

Maybe It's Our Sins That Give God Consolation When He Finally Has To Give Us Cancer.

We're All Going Overnight Express Delivery Straight To Hell.

At This Rate, We'll Never Get To The Future.