The older I get, the more I see that there really aren't huge zeniths of happiness or a huge abyss of darkness as much as there used to be. I tend to walk a middle ground

Hitler's brothers are on the rise, they're wearing everyday disguises.

I wore Nietzsche's eyes. Now that I step back to see, I haven't been me.

But looking back, the fact was that I had a couple of big hits too quickly and it was simply too much for an introvert like me to handle.

Thank God I have music to vent my emotions. I'd be in a prison if I didn't.

Walking is magic. Can't recommend it highly enough. I read that Plato and Aristotle did much of their brilliant thinking together while ambulating. The movement, the meditation, the health of the blood pumping, and the rhythm of footsteps...this is a primal way to connect with one's deeper self.

I am searching for the truth. Somewhere, it's in the music.