I Will No Longer Mutilate

Making Music Together Is The Best Way For Two People To Become Friends.

Happiness Is A How; Not A What. A Talent, Not An Object.

Is Not Every Life, Every Work Fine?

You Must Find Your Dream, Then The Way Becomes Easy.

It Was All A Lie, It All Stank, Stank Of Lies, It All Gave The Illusion Of Meaning And Happiness And Beauty, And All Of It Was Just Putrefaction That No One Would Admit To. Bitter Was The Taste Of The World. Life Was A Torment.