You're Doomed At Being You.

The Whole World Is A Disaster Waiting To Happen.

You Have To Keep Recycling Yourself.

Everyone Smiles With That Invisible Gun To Their Head.

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.

A Shadow Of A Reflection Of An Image Of An Illusion.