The Hand Of Fate Had

I Had Woven A Tapestry Of Obscenity That As Far As I Know Is Still Hanging In Space Over Lake Michigan.

The Reality Of What We Really Are Is Often Times Found In The Small Snips, Way Down At The Bottom Of Things.

In God We Trust; All Others Pay Cash.

I Had Been An Eyewitness To A Truly Historic Moment In American Pop Culture.

A Man Today Never Feels So Alive As When He Is Hurtling From One Point To Another On The Azimuth.