The Trust Of The Innocent

Things Come In Three Major Degrees In The Human Experience, I Think. There's Good, Bad, And Terrible. And As You Go Down Into Progressive Darkness Towards Terrible, It Gets Harder And Harder To Make Subdivisions.

As A Species We're Fundamentally Insane.

Did-a-chick? Dum-a-chum? Dad-a-cham? Ded-a-chek?

If Being A Kid Is About Learning How To Live, Then Being A Grown-up Is About Learning How To Die.

Time Is A Face On The Water.