Vampires Always Order Hot Drinks. They Aren't

I Was Obsessed With Religious Questions, The Basics: Why Are We Here? Why Is The World So Beautiful?

I Was In The Black Silence Of A Medieval Street, And Blindly I Followed Its Sharp Turns, Comforted By The Height Of Its Narrow Tenements, Which Seemed At Any Moment Capable Of Falling Together, Closing This Alleyway Under Indifferent Stars Like A Seam.

I'm Hoping What All Sentient Beings Hope ... That Somehow I'm Part Of Something Larger Than Myself, In Which I Play A Role, An Actual Role That Is Somehow Intended And Meaningful.

Old Truths And Ancient Magic, Revolution And Invention, All Conspire To Distract Us From The Passion That In One Way Or Another Defeats Us All.

You Think I Live In The Past. You Don't Understand That I Actually Change With Every Era, I Always Have As Best I Can