Go Where We May, Rest Where We

A Genuine Odyssey Is Not About Piling Up Experiences. It Is A Deeply Felt, Risky, Unpredictable Tour Of The Soul.

Go Where We May, Rest Where We Will, Eternal London Haunts Us Still.

Soul Is To Be Found In The Vicinity Of Taboo.

This Wretched Brain Gave Way, And I Became A Wreck At Random Driven, Without One Glimpse Of Reason Or Heaven.

I Thought That The Light-house Looked Lovely As Hope, That Star On Life's Tremulous Ocean.