I Don't Know How One

One Day The Ordinariness Will Be Terminally Punctuated By The Extraordinary Full Stop Of Death.

Falling In Love Makes The Unknown Known. Falling Out Of Love Reverses The Process.

Life's Generally Artless ... But It Does Get These Occasional Hard-ons For Plot. It Connects Things, Nefariously, Behind Your Back, And Before You Know It You're In The Final Act Of A Lousy Movie.

When I See Gurgling Retarded Children (that's God's Doing, By The Way, Not Mine) Happily Styling Their Hair With Their Own Stinking Mards, I Think Of Adam In Those Pre-marital Days. I Know He's Your Great-to-the-nth-degree-granddad And All - But I'm Afraid He Was Rather An Imbecile.

Renounce Love And You Can Achieve Demonic Focus.