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Let Me Be The Only One To Keep You From The Cold Now The Floor Of Hell Is Laid, The Stars Are Bright As Gold They Light For You, They Shine For You They Burn For All To See Come Into These Arms Again And Set Your Spirit Free

In Memory, You Can Access Something From The Past, Anything That You've Experienced That You Remember - It's There. Now, You Might Have A Memento Of It In A Photograph Or In A Film Or A Building Or Some Clothes That You Wore. There Might Be Something That Connects You To This Memory. But All Of Us Are Just All Caught In This Time, Whatever That Is.

I'm Not A Risk Taker Physically. I Just Have No Interest In Swinging Myself Off A Mountaintop Or Parachute Gliding Or Skiing Down A Totally Vertical Drop. These Things Don't Interest Me In The Slightest, But I Get So Caught Up In The Color Or The Texture Of The Sounds Of Something. That's So Funny To Me.

There Needs To Be A Shift In Consciousness; There Needs To Be An Absolute Wake-up Call Before Society Can Actually Make The Kind Of Incredibly Significant Changes That Need To Happen.

Bulnerable Without Strength Is Vulnerable, And Being Vulnerable Means You Can Be Victimized.