I cry all the time. Music makes me cry.
I believe that I am God's exact intention. It's that balance of virtue and vice.
I've been such an oddball my whole life, but I've always been cool and I've always dressed fairly smartly.
Antique things have an appreciation and worth. Something can be old, but it can be timeless; therefore, it becomes an antique. If this antique is preserved and deemed precious, it could be passed down as a family heirloom.
I called out to God, but the devil keeps answering.
A great deal of it is personal. But the persona is, I guess, the out of body experience that takes place. Because I'm not conscious of what the outcome is going to be, I'm only conscious of my intentions, do you know what I'm saying? And even my intentions were simple initially.