Only One Mountain Can Know The Core

The Only Thing I Know Is That I Paint Because I Need To.

Can One Invent Verbs? I Want To Tell You One: I Sky You, So My Wings Extend So Large To Love You Without Measure.

I Never Knew I Was A Surrealist Till Andre Breton Came To Mexico And Told Me I Was.

I Am That Clumsy Human, Always Loving, Loving, Loving. And Loving. And Never Leaving.

I Want A Storm To Come And Flood Us Into A Song That No One Wrote.