COME ON VIN JUST COME OUT ALREADY.
COME ON VIN JUST COME OUT ALREADY.
No one is copying you.
When the creeping sets in and crawls under your skin,
And the crying won’t stop till’ they know where you’ve been,
I must have told you a thousand times before,
This is not my place - it’s no place for a boy.
SLOWING IT DOWN NOW.
NOT GOING TO BE AROUND FOREVER.
I’M PLAYING CATCH-UP HERE. THIS IS THE COVER ART FOR A DEAD PROJECT. MAYBE IN A FEW MONTHS I’LL PICK IT UP AGAIN.
SPACE IS SO INSPIRING. EVERY POINT OF LIGHT CAN CONTAIN A MYRIAD OF WORLDS, EACH HAVING THE CHANCE TO SUPPORT LIFEFORMS THAT COULD ONE DAY STARE BACK AT US.
HARD TO BELIEVE THAT THIS PHOTOGRAPH CONTAINS MORE MYSTERY AND WONDER THAN EVERYTHING ON EARTH. ONE DAY HUMANS WILL CALL THIS PLACE HOME.
IF YOU STARE HARD ENOUGH, EVEN NOISE CAN BE INSPIRING.
THIS IS HOW I FEEL EVERY DAY. WE ARE SO MUCH BETTER AS A RACE THAN ANY SKY MAN YOU CAN COME UP WITH.
WE MADE GOD. WE BECAME GOD.
