San Rensho.

Pigeon Hell.

To pass the time...

Believe in yourself...

You lie to yourself about who you really are, thinking it is beneficial to like everyone you know even if they have screwed you over...

This is the last beauty to behold.

This is way over the heads...

Existence is futile. There is no God. Life is fragile and the beliefs of religion comfort the weak. Our intelligence is artificial.

If they are weak, let them be offended.

Blurring the line, between thinking and knowing...

Great minds don't think alike...

Hell is empty and all the demons are here.

Pray till your cup overflows...

The mountains move me.

Always Ifs, cos buts get thrown away...

What did you do while you were there on earth?

Watching. River. Boats.

Mick is taller than me and Isamaya is not.

The snowballing effect, in mainstream lack of common sense. Makes it easy for unique thinkers to stand alone...

The only way to get to the top, is to take advantage of everyone you can. How many eyes can you pull the wool over?