People Think That I'm Very Serious.

There's No Black And No White, Just Shades Of Grey...but The Small Betrayals Lead To Bigger Ones, Morality Is Eroded.

There Is No Pattern The Human Mind Can Devise That Does Not Exist Already Within The Bounds Of Nature...everything We Do, See, Write, Notate, All Are An Echo Of The Deep Seams Of The Universe. Music Is The Invisible World Made Visible Through Sound.

I Am Not A Fan Of Historical Fiction That Is Sloppy In Its Research Or Is Dishonest About The Real History.

For When All Else Is Done, On­ly Words Re­main. Words En­dure.

People Think That I'm Very Serious.