I Am Not Loved. I Am Not

What We Call Chaos Is Just Patterns We Haven’t Recognized. What We Call Random Is Just Patterns We Can't Decipher.

I Say Let Me Never Be Complete, I Say May I Never Be Content,i Say Deliver Me From Swedish Furniture, I Say Deliver Me From Clever Arts, I Say Deliver Me From Clear Skin And Perfect Teeth,i Say You Have To Give Up! I Say Evolve, And Let The Chips Fall Where They May!

May I Never Be Complete. May I Never Be Content. May I Never Be Perfect.

Give Me Rampant Intellectualism As A Coping Mechanism.

Because Nothing Is As Perfect As You Can Imagine It.