The World Becomes An Apparently Infinite, Yet

I Believe In A Long, Prolonged, Derangement Of The Senses In Order To Obtain The Unknown.

Each Generation Wants New Symbols, New People, New Names. They Want To Divorce Themselves From Their Predecessors.

That’s What Real Love Amounts To - Letting A Person Be What He Really Is....most People Love You For Who You Pretend To Be....to Keep Their Love, You Keep Pretending - Performing. You Get To Love Your Pretense...it’s True, We’re Locked In An Image, An Act - And The Sad Thing Is, People Get So Used To Their Image - They Grow Attached To Their Masks. They Love Their Chains. They Forget All About Who They Really Are. And If You Try To Remind Them, They Hate You For It - They Feel Like You’re Trying To Steal Their Most Precious Possession.

Is Everybody In?... Is Everybody In?... Is Everybody In? The Ceremony Is About To Begin...

Some Of The Worst Mistakes Of My Life Have Been Haircuts.