The More You Feel, The Stronger You

This Was What It Meant To Be Human, To Know That Time Moved And All Things Changed.

You Can't Dispute The Ridiculous. You Can't Argue Reasonably With Evil.

The Evening Had Turned Sweet And Blue.

Sometimes Words Drew Blood, They Cut Your Tongue, They Made You Know Things You Couldn't Unknow.

My Mother, Abra, Had Taught Me That All People Are Made From The Same Dust. When Our Days Here Are Gone, All Men And Women Enter The Same Garden.