Dreams Raise The Emotional Level

I'm Scared Of Watching A Tv Show About Vampires. I Can't Fall Asleep.

I Want To Be Alone And Work Until The Day My Heads Hits The Drawing Table And I'm Dead. Kaput. I Feel Very Much Like I Want To Be With My Brother And Sister Again. They're Nowhere. I Know They're Nowhere And They Don't Exist, But If Nowhere Means That's Where They Are, That's Where I Want To Be.

I Believe There Is No Part Of Our Lives, Our Adult As Well As Child Life, When We're Not Fantasizing, But We Prefer To Relegate Fantasy To Children, As Though It Were Some Tomfoolery Only Fit For The Immature Minds Of The Young. Children Do Live In Fantasy And Reality; They Move Back And Forth Very Easily In A Way We No Longer Remember How To Do.

Art Has Always Been My Salvation. And My Gods Are Herman Melville, Emily Dickinson, Mozart. I Believe In Them With All My Heart. And When Mozart Is Playing In My Room, I Am In Conjunction With Something I Can’t Explain — I Don’t Need To. I Know That If There’s A Purpose For Life, It Was For Me To Hear Mozart. Or If I Walk In The Woods And I See An Animal, The Purpose Of My Life Was To See That Animal. I Can Recollect It, I Can Notice It. I’m Here To Take Note Of. And That Is Beyond My Ego, Beyond Anything That Belongs To Me, An Observer, An Observer.

I Do Not Remember Any Proper Children's Books In My Childhood. I Was Not Exposed To Them.