Everybody nose dive, hold your breath, count to five. Back slap, booby trap, cover it up in bubble wrap. Room shake, earth quake, find a way to stay awake. It's going to blow, it's going to break, this is more than I can take.

Music is a spiritual doorway its power comes from the fact that it plugs directly into the soul, unlike a lot of visual art or textual information that has to go through the more filtering processes of the brain.

I like the touch and the smell of all the pretty dresses you wear.

Words, they climb all over you/'Til they uncover you From where you hide.

With no guilt and no shame, no sorrow or blame. Whatever it is, we are all the same.

People have the strength to overcome their bodies. Their beauty is in their minds.

I get lost, sometimes. Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart.