Heaven Would Be Hell In No Time

Garden Of Pain, I Need You. What Were The Songs Of Beasts To The Cries Of Sentient Souls?

And Books, They Offer One Hope -- That A Whole Universe Might Open Up From Between The Covers, And Falling Into That Universe, One Is Saved.

It Was As If This Night Were Only One Of Thousands Of Nights, World Without End, Night Curving Into Night To Make A Great Arching Line Of Which I Couldn’t See The End, A Night In Which I Roamed Alone Under Cold, Mindless Stars.

It Draws It's Strength, This Big Secret, From The Same Root From Which I Draw My Strength, Both The Good And The Bad, Because In The End, They Cannot Be Separated.

The Nra Disgraced Itself This Morning With A Self-serving Press Event In Which They Demonized The Media And The Entertainment Industry For Gun Violence In America, And Advocated A National Data Base For All Mentally Ill Persons. They Apparently Want Armed Guards In All American Schools, And It Seems, Armed Volunteers As Well. Shocking.