You Have Learned Enough To

Anxiety Is The Hand Maiden Of Creativity.

We Must Learn To Suffer More.

Sand. Everywhere. In The Bed, In The Shower, All Over The Floor. Grrrrr.

I Said To My Soul, Be Still, And Let The Dark Come Upon You Which Shall Be The Darkness Of God. . . . So The Darkness Shall Be The Light, And The Stillness The Dancing.

In The Life Of One Man, Never The Same Time Returns.