In Conjunction With Natural Premises of Trivial Grandeur

If We Were Dying Now, I Would Have Given You These Flower Roots to Adorn Your Transcending Spirit

Unraveling the Atomic Structure of My Most Guarded Secrets

Beloved Age of Innocence

With All Due Respect, I Must Get Back to My Prestigious Day Job as the Official Spokesman, Legal Guardian and Confidant of Satan and Guard the Darkroom Dharma From Manmade Harm