Tears And Laughter, They Are So Much

Ah, The Old Questions, The Old Answers, There's Nothing Like Them!

I Shall State Silences More Competently Than Ever A Better Man Spangled The Butterflies Of Vertigo.

To Have Been Always What I Am - And So Changed From What I Was.

Art Has Nothing To Do With Clarity, Does Not Dabble In The Clear And Does Not Make Clear

Personally I Have No Bone To Pick With Graveyards.