With my eyes turned to the past, I walk backwards into the future.
I only see the faults, flaws, the imperfections. That attracts me.
Start copying what you love. Copy copy copy copy. At the end of the copy you will find your self.
Dirty, stained, withered, broken things seem beautiful to me.
The more we possess, the more distant we grow from God.
My role in all of this is very simple. I make clothing like armor. My clothing protects you from unwelcome eyes.