This Is The Room Of The Wolfmother

Society In General Maintains Such A Vested Interested In Its Cozy Habits And Solidified Belief Systems That It Had Rather Die - Or Kill - Than Entertain Change. Consider How Threatened Religious Fundamentalists Of All Faiths Remain To This Day By Science In General And Darwin In Particular.

I Am Cheerful. I Don't Know If I'm Happy. There Is A Difference, You Know.

Reality Is Contradictory. And It's Paradoxical.

I Do Not Know Why The Dead Do Not Come Back To Life. Perhaps Death Is So Wonderful, In Ways We Cannot Comprehend, That They Prefer It Over And Above Their Friends And Loved Ones, Although I Am Inclined To Doubt That Be The Case.

This Is The Room Where Jezebel Frescoed Her Eyelids With History's Tragic Glitter