If America Was A Person,

Right And Left; The Hothouse And The Street. The Right Can Only Live And Work Hermetically, In The Hothouse Of The Past, While Outside The Left Prosecute Their Affairs In The Streets Manipulated By Mob Violence. And Cannot Live But In The Dreamscape Of The Future.

There Was No Difference Between The Behavior Of A God And The Operations Of Pure Chance.

Perhaps Its Familiarity Rendered It Temporarily Invisible To You.

Through The Machineries Of Greed, Pettiness, And The Abuse Of Power, Love Occurs.

Information. What's Wrong With Dope And Women? Is It Any Wonder The World's Gone Insane, With Information Come To Be The Only Real Medium Of Exchange?