I Fear Those Big Words,

To Live, To Err, To Fall, To Triumph, To Recreate Life Out Of Life.

Though People May Read More Into Ulysses Than I Ever Intended, Who Is To Say That They Are Wrong: Do Any Of Us Know What We Are Creating?which Of Us Can Control Our Scribblings? They Are The Script Of One's Personality Like Your Voice Or Your Walk

Let Us Leave Theories There And Return To Here's Hear.

Lord, Heap Miseries Upon Us Yet Entwine Our Arts With Laughters Low.

Your Mind Will Give Back To You Exactly What You Put Into It.