Why do we go around acting as though everything was friendship and reliability when basically everything everywhere is full of sudden hate and ugliness?
There is geometry in the humming of the strings there is music in the spacing of the spheres.
Strength of mind rests in sobriety for this keeps your reason unclouded by...
Friends are as companions on a journey who ought to aid each other to...
As long as man continues to be the ruthless destroyer of lower living beings...
You know, for most of its life bluegrass has had this stigma of being all...
Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
I like finding that common point between another...
