Death Is The Great Gamer With A

Writing, For Me, Is A Search For God.

The Writer Must Hew The Phantom Rock.

Justice Itself Is A Chimera, A Delusion. Justice Is Not A Flat Yardstick, Applied In Equal Measure To An Equal Situation.

The World Is Certainty A Sudden Place.

Maybe When People Longed For A Thing That Bad The Longing Made Them Trust In Anything That Might Give It To Them.