After All, In Today's Music

Music Is About Listening, The More You Play, The More The Magic Spreads.

Today's Woman Puts On Wigs, Fake Eyelashes, False Nails, Sixteen Pounds Of Make-up/shadows/blushes/creams, Living Bras, Various Pads That Would Make A Linebacker Envious, Has Implants And Assorted Other Surgeries, Then Complains That She Cannot Find A 'real' Man

Once You Take Yourself Too Seriously The Art Will Suffer.

It's A Purging Of Sorts. Like, When You're All Done Doing Your Laundry And It's Fresh And Bright, But Washing The Clothes, You Wouldn't Want To Get In While It's Spinning Around.

This Body Holding Me Reminds Me Of My Own Mortality. Embrace This Moment, Remember: We Are Eternal All This Pain Is An Illusion.