They Thought I Suffered From Lack Of

I Am Weak, I Say With No Presumptions. I Have No Merit, I Note It, That Is All. There Are Times That I Feel So Weak There Most Be A Mistake, And As I Don't Know What I Mean With This, I Am Not Going To Say Anything Else

Disease-carrying Thoughts Swarm And Multiply In The Dark And Twisted Labyrinths Of Our Minds, And All That Is Needed Is A Mob And A Good Political Slogan For The Epidemic To Be Spread Once Again, With A Burst Of Automatic Weapons Or A Mushroom Cloud.

Men Sometimes Die Much Earlier Than They Are Burried.

The Avantgarde Are People Who Don't Exactly Know Where They Want To Go, But Are The First To Get There.

A Writer's Subconscious Is One Of The Filthiest Places There Are: As A Matter Of Fact, You Can Find The Whole World There.