The Horse Could Not Do

I Suppose I Could Read More Fiction, But I Haven't Moved In That Direction. I'd Like More Time Even Though I Spend Six Hours A Day Reading. People Say Their Eyes Get Tired, But I've Never Experienced That. In College I Used To Read 10 Hours A Day. My Wife Says I'm Obsessive Compulsive. She Might Have A Point Because When I Was An Undergrad Student We Had The Required Reading List And The Suggested Reading List. I Always Read All The Suggested Reading Too.

All Rivers Run Full To The Sea; Those Who Are Apart Are Brought Together; The Lost Ones Are Redeemed; The Dead Come Back To Life; The Perfectly Blue Days That Have Begun And Ended In Golden Dimness Continue, Immobile And Accessible; And, When All Is Perceived In Such A Way As To Obviate Time, Justice Becomes Apparent Not As Something That Will Be, But Something That Is.

I've Never Had A Cup Of Coffee In My Life. I Can't Even Remain In The Same Room With Coffee.

Give The Money Directly To People Who Work Hard. Instead Of Taking The Money From The Business And Then Filtering It Through The Horror Of Government Programs, Which Is Essentially Giving It To Social Workers Who Live In Bethesda So They Can Drive Their Minivans And Vote Democratic. Give Them The Money, So That They Go And Talk To The Worker Who Is Washing Dishes, And They Say, "well, We Want To Help You, You See." And It Would Be Better To Help Them By Taking The Money From That Minivan-driving Social Worker And Giving It Directly To The Guy Who Is Really Working Hard By Washing Dishes.

And How Does God Speak To You?" "in The Language Of Everything That Is Beautiful.