Plant A Garden In Which Strange Plants

This World… Belongs To The Strong, My Friend! The Ritual Of Our Existence Is Based On The Strong Getting Stronger By Devouring The Weak.

Plant A Garden In Which Strange Plants Grow And Mysteries Bloom.

I Been Away A Long Time.

What The Chronics Are - Or Most Of Us - Are Machines With Flaws Inside That Can't Be Repaired, Flaws Born In, Or Flaws Beat In Over So Many Years Of The Guy Running Head-on Into Solid Things That By The Time The Hospital Found Him He Was Bleeding Rust In Some Vacant Lot.

Now, You’re Either On The Bus Or You’re Off The Bus.