Nothing Behind Me, Everything Ahead

We Are Nothing. - Tomorrow We May Be Die. We Are Nothing. - You And Me.

It Was My Dream That Screwed Up, The Stupid Hearthside Idea That It Would Be Wonderful To Follow One Great Red Line Across America Instead Of Trying Various Roads And Routes.

And The Stars Were Icicles Of Mockery

Bee, Why Are You Staring At Me? I Am Not A Flower??

For Life Is Holy And Every Moment Is Precious.