Yeah. Well. Whatever. You Can't Teach God

Here In Your Mind You Have Complete Privacy. Here There's No Difference Between What Is And What Could Be.

Parents Are Like God Because You Wanna Know They're Out There, And You Want Them To Think Well Of You, But You Really Only Call When You Need Something.

Stone Crumbles. Wood Rots. People, Well They Die. But Things As Fragile As A Thought, A Dream, A Legend, They Can Go On And On.

Fertility Says, "can You Relax And Just Let Things Happen?" I Ask, Does She Mean, Like Disasters, Like Pain, Like Misery? Can I Just Let All That Happen? "and Joy," She Says, "and Serenity, And Happiness, And Contentment." She Says All The Wings Of The Columbia Memorial Mausoleum. "you Don't Have To Control Everything," She Says. "you Can't Control Everything." But You Can Be Ready For Disaster. A Sign Goes By Saying, Buckle Up. "if You Worry About Disaster All Of The Time, That's What You Are Going To Get," Fertility Says.

The Only Person We'll Hate More Than Each Other Is Ourselves.