To Live With Angels And Chase Their

When I Go To An Art Gallery And Stand In Front Of A Painting, I Don't Want Someone Telling Me What I Should Be Seeing Or Thinking; I Want To Feel Whatever I Feel, See Whatever I See, And Figure Out What I Figure Out.

Take The Risk And Do Whatever You Can Do And Try Not To Get Caught. If You Do Get Caught, Do It Again.

In Life We Often Look To Others For Simple, But Difficult Answers, Despite The Fact That We Have Those Answers Ourselves.

I Think God Is Something That People Use To Avoid Reality. I Think Faith Allows People To Reject What Is Right In Front Of Our Eyes, Which Is That Thing, This Life, This Existence, This Consciousness, Or Whatever Word You Want To Use For It, Is All We Have, And All We'll Ever Have. I Think People Have Faith Because They Want And Need To Believe In Something, Whatever That Something Is, Because Life Can Be Hard And Depressing And Brutal If You Don't.

I've Always Wondered What It Would Be Like If The Messiah, Or Christ Returned, Were Actually Alive And Living In Our Society; Who Would That Person Be, How We Would Identify Them, How Would They Live And What Would They Believe In, How Would Society React To Them? I Decided To Try And Tell My Idea Of That Story.