Inspiration Needs Disease, Injury, Madness.

Maybe The Truth Is I Really Want To Like You Instead.

You Can’t Fool People Into Loving You.

In The World I See You Are Stalking Elk Through The Damp Canyon Forests Around The Ruins Of Rock Feller Center. You'll Wear Leather Clothes That Will Last You The Rest Of Your Life. You'll Climb The Wrist-thick Kudzu Vines That Wrap The Sears Towers. And When You Look Down, You'll See Tiny Figures Pounding Corn, Laying Stripes Of Venison On The Empty Car Pool Lane Of Some Abandoned Superhighways.

Our Generation Has Had No Great Depression, No Great War. Our War Is Spiritual. Our Depression Is Our Lives.

Just For The Record, The Weather Today Is Calm And Sunny, But The Air Is Full Of Bullshit.