"What would it take to kill the imagination?
It is important to wonder what our enemies are already
thinking.
You are so much blood.
I love you.
Your force the force of blood.
We give our thanks to the engineer of this meadow.
Can you hear how it is flowing through our door?
Flooding a better word.
Sections of the day peel away to our curative vigor.
We were going to be OK.
We just did not know it at the time."