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Coming After All The Bullshit Related To A Million Little Pieces, Nobody Was Expecting Anything From Me. No Publisher, No Agent, No One. Just Me And The Book. It Was Great.

I Have Lived Alone, I Have Fought Alone, I Have Dealt With The Pain Alone. I Will Die Alone. I Think When I'm Going To Leave. I Don’t Want To Be Seen And I Don’t Want To Be Followed , I Want To Disappear Quickly And Quietly And Without Any Drama , I Want As Much Time In The Darkness As I Can Possibly Have . The Darkness Provides Cover, The Darkness Provides Places To Hide And The Darkness Provides Comfort.

I Say To Myself If You Believe Deeply In Your Heart You Must Defy, And If You Are Willing To Pay For Your Defiance, You Must Always Do It, Even Though The Pain May Be Much. Too Many Times In Our Lives We Do Not Do It, And We Pay Even More.

Every Year, At 8:00 Pm On The Second Saturday Of July, Hundreds Of People Gather Along A Section Of Los Angeles Rail Track To Drop Their Pants And Moon Passing Passenger Trains.

We Did What Our People Do All The Time, We Told Ourselves Something We Did Was Right And We Found A Way To Justify It, Even Though We Knew It Was Wrong.