"Thinking about the mouth that waters, Thinking about losing. Sucking the marrow, feeding the pain. Facing a consequence. The blood, the mine, the yours combined, blood control, A hazy line, Rearranging of desires. Ready, ready to lose a privilege. Dysfunctional culture spin me away, Preserving the bloodline.Fear of suffering, fear of loss, Sucked in your birth rights. Ready, ready to lose a privilege, An ongoing habit a transfer of possessions, Ready, ready to lose a privilege, A final sequence, An end to succession."

"This mood might not happen often that I feel. I might breathe heavily, darling, but there’s so much hope, there is so much hope out there. I’ve been trying so hard, to complete all the puzzles, to create a flow, to get the current. The warmths we all know, the nurishment we all want, feed on, we want to feed on. And then only sometime, with the right amount of tears in our eyes and smiles on our lips trance-like. We know, it's all worth it. We know, it was all for reason. Let’s elevate... above... now!"