I Pressed Her Thigh And Death Smiled

The Future Is Uncertain But The End Is Always Near.

Rather Than Starting Inside, I Start Outside And Reach The Mental Through The Physical.

I Can Kind Of Envision One Person With A Lot Of Machines, Tapes, And Electronic Set-ups...singi Ng Or Speaking And Using Machines.

Sex Is Full Of Lies. The Body Tries To Tell The Truth. But, It's Usually Too Battered With Rules To Be Heard, And Bound With Pretenses So It Can Hardly Move. We Cripple Ourselves With Lies.

I Pressed Her Thigh And Death Smiled