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.

The legends lie cradled in the seagulls call, and the promise they made are ground beneath the sadist's fall.

Everyone is from somewhere, even if you've never been there.

Her legs went on forever, like staring at infinity through a wisp of cotton panty along a skin of satin sea.

A sweetly scented angel fell, she laid her head upon my disbelief, and battled with me with her ever smile.

In your pomp and all your glory, you're a poorer man than me.

Songs from the wood make you feel much better.