I Wonder If To Stare

The World's A Mean Place. It's Unfair, Then It's Fair. It's Hateful, Then It's Loving. It's A Very Peculiar Place On Philosophical And Metaphysical And Religious Levels.

My Dad's Death Reminds Me Of Earthquakes - Things That Shake Your Foundation.

The People That Hunt Are The Guys That Really Vehemently Protect The Environment. You Find That People That Live On Ranches Tend To Want To Keep It That Way, And I've Always Loved That About The Hunters That I've Known. They Eat What They Kill, And They Carry It Out. They Don't Shoot For Sport.

Sometimes You Get The Sense That The Creator Is Getting To That Point Of "yeah, We Might Have To Reboot."

I Am A Thespian Trapped In A Man's Body.