The Last Thing I Have

Language Is The Road Map Of A Culture. It Tells You Where Its People Come From And Where They Are Going.

Money And Writing Appear To Be Mutually Exclusive.

So Often The Truth Is Told With Hate, And Lies Are Told With Love.

I Always Feel Bad For Those Who, In A Sense, Cede Their Authority To Others, Let Others Make Major Decisions About Their Life And Actually Believe Them. When You're Tiny, You Have No Choice. But As Soon As Your Mind Starts Working, You Pretty Well Figure It Out. And You Realize You're A Hostage Until You're Old Enough To Leave. But As Long As You Have That Goal - I Will Get Out Of Here - You'll Be Ok.

Nothing Is Unnatural - Just Untried.