They Got The Guns But

I Am Interested In Anything About Revolt, Disorder, Chaos, Especially Activity That Seems To Have No Meaning.

Give Form To The Passing World. Freeways Are A Drama.

Morning Found Us Unaware, Noon Burn Gold Into Our Hair, At Night We Swim The Laughin Sea, Where Will We Be?

Windows Work Two Ways, Mirrors One Way. You Never Walk Through Mirrors Or Swim Through Windows.

That’s What Real Love Amounts To - Letting A Person Be What He Really Is....most People Love You For Who You Pretend To Be....to Keep Their Love, You Keep Pretending - Performing. You Get To Love Your Pretense...it’s True, We’re Locked In An Image, An Act - And The Sad Thing Is, People Get So Used To Their Image - They Grow Attached To Their Masks. They Love Their Chains. They Forget All About Who They Really Are. And If You Try To Remind Them, They Hate You For It - They Feel Like You’re Trying To Steal Their Most Precious Possession.