Physical Comfort Has Nothing To Do With

She Seemed To Belong To That Pagan, Primitive Kingdom Of Birds And Forests Where Everything Was Infinitely Abundant, Wild, Blooming, And Royal In Its Perpetual Decay, Death, And Rebirth; Illicit And Clashing With The Human World.

All My Father Saw Was What He Wanted To See.

I Do Not Gather Things, I Prefer To Rent Them Rather Than To Possess Them.

It Seems That What I Really Want Is A Drug That Will Increase My Consciousness Of Others, Not Myself.

I Am Going To Put Myself To Sleep Now For A Bit Longer Than Usual. Call It Eternity