Sometimes I Wonder How Normal

I Love Biomedical Science, I Love Astronomy, And You Can't Really Do Much With Those In A Fantasy Setting.

I Like The Beatles, Of Course, But That's When I Grew Up.

A Tree Is Alive, And Thus It Is Always More Than You Can See. Roots To Leaves, Yes-those You Can, In Part, See. But It Is More-it Is The Lichens And Moss And Ferns That Grow On Its Bark, The Life Too Small To See That Lives Among Its Roots, A Community We Know Of, But Do Not Think On. It Is Every Fly And Bee And Beetle That Uses It For Shelter Or Food, Every Bird That Nests In Its Branches. Every One An Individual, And Yet Every One Part Of The Tree, And The Tree Part Of Every One.

I Revear All The Gods But Those That Delight In Cruelty. If Ra's Light Is Kindly In Your Eyes Than May His Light Shine On Us All.

What It Boils Down To Is That Parenting A Child With Autism Is A Difficult Job; Writing About It Is Far Easier.