brothers and sisters.

a friend of mine in the park today said he'd been shot six times by a guy who might have simply punched him back when he was growing up. that's what the world is today. we go straight for the gun, if it's a bigger problem or if we want a country, we take a bigger gun.

i want to read your mind but i can only manage a loose translation.

we have a new secret place away from the playground bullies.

it's never over. we just keep trying.

convex observers.

ne plus ultra.

shuggy blue.

oh oh oh i'm on fire.  

jack.

i know it ain't much, but you guys get the best of me.