The Grand Highway Is Crowded W/lovers &

The World Becomes An Apparently Infinite, Yet Possibly Finite, Card Game. Image Combinations, Permutations, Comprise The World Game.

People Fear Death Even More Than Pain. It's Strange That They Fear Death. Life Hurts A Lot More Than Death. At The Point Of Death, The Pain Is Over. Yeah, I Guess It Is A Friend.

No Eternal Reward Will Forgive Us Now For Wasting The Dawn.

I'll Never Wake Up In A Good Mood Again. I'm Tired Of These Stinky Boots

Morning Found Us Unaware, Noon Burn Gold Into Our Hair, At Night We Swim The Laughin Sea, Where Will We Be?