An Idea Is An Eye

I Believe That Most Of Us Would Like To Be Thought Well Of By Horses.

I'll Never Retire. They'll Have To Take My Computer Out Of My Cold, Dead Hands. I'm Addicted To Writing. I Feel Physically Unwell If I'm Not Doing It.

Too-lateness, I Realized, Has Nothing To Do With Age. It’s A Relation Of Self To The Moment. Or Not, Depending On The Person And The Moment. Perhaps There Even Comes A Time When It’s No Longer Too Late For Anything. Perhaps, Even, Most Times Are Too Early For Most Things, And Most Of Life Has To Go By Before It’s Time For Almost Anything And Too Late For Almost Nothing. Nothing To Lose, The Present Moment To Gain, The Integration With Long-delayed Now.

My Generation Was Somewhat Between Things, Neither Free Nor Much Supported By Whatever Held Us In.

A Family Is Everybody All Together.