I Am The Beast At The End

Here I Am And There Is My Body Dancing On Glass.

No One Survives Life.

I Am An Emotional Plagiarist, Stealing Other People's Pain, Subsuming It Into My Own Until I Can't Remember Whose It Is Any More.

Comedy Is Easy. First, People Have To Fall Down. Next, Include Someone A Little Hefty. It's A Hoot.

There Is An Objective Reality In Which My Body And Mind Are One. But I Am Not Here And Never Have Been.