Who do you serve? Do you serve somebody? I serve the poem, no one..

I never have anything to talk about..

What God originates, God orchestrates..

There is beauty in everything, Just not everybody sees it.

Swallows and Amazons for-ever!.

Some changes are so slow, you don't notice them, others are so fast, they don't notice you..

I always second-guess what I am doing..

You mustn't take what I say as gospel because no one can second-guess the future..

I question every move. I'm constantly second-guessing myself..