I was there inside a tent and my legs were wrapped in healing bands. Someone had saved my life. Perhaps it was my tenth wife!

The demon's are going down!

How to love your critics? I don't know, I don't know. But they are always throwing tomatoes, so I get hit, or pissed on, or pissed off, by critics, them psychos, the tech world's troll factory.

Now and into the future we shall work on friendships, and move away from the spirit of conflict.

She helped me touch infinity with her lips.

California has been moving upwards through rocky soil.