There is something mighty suspicious about declaring an emergency for something that has yet to show itself to be a grand pandemic.

Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in the cage.

I’ve always been spiritual but I’ve never had a proper context, and it took me a while to find the proper context. It’s hard to realize you can have any kind of relationship with God...

Intoxicated with the madness, I’m in love with my sadness… Bullshit beggars, enchanted kingdom, fashion victims through their charcoaled teeth…