Black Chaos Comes, And The

There's A Friendly Tie Of Some Sort Between Music And Eating.

...the Figure Near At Hand Suffers On Such Occasions, Because It Shows Up Its Sorriness Without Shade; While Vague Figures Afar Off Are Honored, In That Their Distance Makes Artistic Virtues Of Their Stains. In Considering What Tess Was Not, He Overlooked What She Was, And Forgot That The Defective Can Be More Than The Entire.

That Aspects Are Within Us; And Who Seems Most Kingly Is The King.

It Is Rarely That The Pleasures Of The Imagination Will Compensate For The Pain Of Sleeplessness.

Black Chaos Comes, And The Fettered Gods Of The Earth Say, Let There Be Light.