The Beauty Of Things Must Be That

Avoid The World, It's Just A Lot Of Dust And Drag And Means Nothing In The End.

It No Longer Makes Me Cry And Die And Tear Myself To See Her Go Because Everything Goes Away From Me Like That Now — Girls, Visions, Anything, Just In The Same Way And Forever And I Accept Lostness Forever.

Practice Kindness All Day To Everybody And You Will Realize You're Already In Heaven Now.

But Why Think About That When All The Golden Lands Ahead Of You And All Kinds Of Unforseen Events Wait Lurking To Surprise You And Make You Glad You're Alive To See?

Desolation, Desolation, I Owe So Much To Desolation.