Truth is dissent, where all power resides in the Big Lie.

Who can live with this Consciousness and not wake frightened at sunrise?

It's time we did something to assert ourselves. After all, we do comprise 10% of the population.

I never dreamed the sea so deep, The earth so dark; so long my sleep, I have become another child. I wake to see the world go wild.

I want people to bow as they see me and say he is gifted with poetry, he has seen the presence of the creator.

When it snows in your nose, you catch cold in your brain.

We love to be hurt and we love to have our unhealing wounds opened and reopened again: we sit staring in the mirror of art, fascinated by our own deformities.