I'm still on an adventure but it's more without a goal then it was in the earlier years. I'm letting myself be led to the places I think I want to go.

The script is the bible. If you imagine setting off on an adventure in a canoe, the script is the strong arms that shove you out into the stream. It is the map of where you are going.

The poet is a madman lost in adventure.

It was cold, dark & lonely in the great cathedral-like chambers, with only coffins and corpses for company.

That's what you would do with untold power? Eat cake?

There was a feeling on the air like the eve of the end of the world...