Men Are Not The Causers

What Is Any Of This To Us? Time Is Endless And Ours. Love And Death Are Only The Games We Play In It.

The Humble Were The Elect Of God. Did Not The Priests Teach So, In Their Gemmed, Kingly Robes, From Their Towering Pulpits?

It's Very Selfish When I Write. I'm Not Aware, Ever, Of Writing For Another Person; I'm Not Even Really Aware Of Writing For Myself.

There Was No Violence, No Speed. It Moved To The Rhythm Of An Elder Dance, Putting All The Rituals Of The World To Shame. Black, Silver, Gold And Moon-opal, Night And Sea, Fire, Earth, Air And Water.

I Also Love Disney, And Will Defend Doing So, Because There's So Much In Those Films And I Don't Care If It's Stereotyped.