You can fade into a ripple..not take from my work..please.

The flowers in the painting.

I would enlighten not frighten.

Don't spill the oil.

Weirdo.

I can be touched with feelings, but does that outsmart me?

I know more now than I used to.

I am wearing red right now.

The cage rattled.

A Grand Father Clock Room.

The center is where it is at.

Waking the dead cells.

A kind of love.

To be born.