My Briefest Ever Definition Of

When Childhood Dies, Its Corpses Are Called Adults And They Enter Society, One Of The Politer Names Of Hell. That Is Why We Dread Children, Even If We Love Them, They Show Us The State Of Our Decay.

When Knowledge Becomes Formulated Into A Science, Then It Does Take On A Life Of It's Own, Often Alien To The Human Spirit That Conceived It.

If More People Had Put Their Fellow Human Beings Before Abstractions Last Century, We Shouldn't Be Where We Are Now.

I Can't Help Believing That These Things That Come From The Subconscious Mind Have A Sort Of Truth To Them. It May Not Be A Scientific Truth, But It's Psychological Truth.

Keep Violence In The Mind Where It Belongs (barefoot In The Head)