Ye Mariners Of England! That

Oh, How Hard It Is To Find The One Just Suited To Our Mind!

The Being Level Speaks The Language Of Art, Music, Color Shape And Pattern Directly -- A Language That Requires No Words -- Is Not Limited By Words -- Nor Does It Have The Specificity Of Words And Thus Cannot Be Broken Onto Parts That Can Be Manipulated Or Analyzed By The Intellect. It Must Be Swallowed, Whole Not Parsed, Sorted And Justified.

To Live In The Hearts Of Others Is Not To Die

Without The Smile From Partial Beauty Won, O What Were Man? - A World Without A Sun.

Coming Events Cast Their Shadows Before.