Join the crazed institution of the stars.
Her legs went on forever, like staring at infinity through a wisp of cotton panty along a skin of satin sea.
Everyone is from somewhere, even if you've never been there.
In the beginning Man created God; and in the image of Man created he him. And Man gave unto God a multitude of names, that he might be Lord over the earth when it was suited to man.
Everyone's saved, we're in the grave. See you there for afternoon tea.
You were bred for humanity and sold to society. One day you'll wake up in the present day, a million generations removed from the expectations of being who you really want to be.