To Think Is To Be Sick.

Love Is The First Lie; Wisdom The Last.

We Are But Skin About A Wind, With Muscles Clenched Against Mortality.

We Are Adhering To Life Now With Our Last Muscle - The Heart.

There's Something Evil In Me That Loves Evil And Degradation--purity's Black Backside! That Loves Honesty With A Horrid Love; Or Why Have I Always Gone Seeking It At The Liar's Door?

Only The Impossible Lasts Forever.