Love is it's own eternity.

 “We’ve all had those nights where drunken sex with a witch in a blood pentagram under a full moon on the roof of your favorite Johannesburg nightclub summons a hard-drinking demon who changes the fate of the human race forever.

Right?

No?

Just me, then?”

― John West, Burning Roses - A decadent tale of sex, drugs, rock n roll & magick