I Took A Straight Picture

And Still The Void Is Still And'll Never Move - But I Will Be The Void, Moving Without Having Moved.

You Are The Equal Of The Idol Who Has Given You Your Inspiration

I Am Always Thinking 'what Am I Doing Here? Is This The Way I Am Supposed To Feel?'

Our Battered Suitcases Were Piled On The Sidewalk Again; We Had Longer Ways To Go. But No Matter, The Road Is Life.

Dean And I Both Swayed To The Rhythm And The It Of Our Final Excited Joy In Talking And Living To The Blank Traced End Of All Innumerable Riotous Angelic Particulars That Had Been Lurking In Our Souls All Our Lives.