A man walks down the street. It's a street in a strange world. Maybe it's the third world. Maybe it's his first time around. He doesn't speak the language. He holds no currency. He is a foreign man. He is surrounded by the sound, sound of cattle in the marketplace, scatterlings and orphanages. He looks around, around he sees angels in the architecture spinning in infinity and he says, "Amen" and "Hallelujah!

So I'll continue to continue to pretend my life will never end, and flowers never bend with the rainfall.

Believing I had supernatural powers, I slammed into a brick wall.

The degree of customization possible through your Preferences screens is awesome.

People talking without speaking,/ People listening without hearing...Sounds of Silence.

Somewhere in a burst of glory / Sound becomes a song.

Having a track record to live up to and the history of successes had become a hindrance. It becomes harder to break out of what people expect you to do.