May The Days Be Aimless.

How Many Beginnings Before You See The Lies In Your Excitement?

I Was Never Either Pro-culture Or Counter-culture. I Was In A Kind Of Middle State.

You Shout Because It Makes You Brave Or You Want To Announce Your Recklessness.

The Force Of A Death Should Be Enormous But How Can You Know What Kind Of Man You've Killed Or Who Was The Braver And Stronger If You Have To Peer Through Layers Of Glass That Deliver The Image But Obscure The Meaning Of The Act? War Has A Conscience Or It's Ordinary Murder.

Why Something And Not Nothing? Why Music And Not Noise?