It’s All Right If You Grow Your

Two Birds Fly Past. They Are Needed Somewhere.

There Are Very Few Adults In Our Culture Able To Imagine Any Genuine Life Coming From The Vertical Plane - Tradition, Religion, Or Devotion.

I Want Nothing From You But To See You.

The World Belongs Primarily To The Dead, And We Only Rent It From Them For A Little While. They Created It, They Wrote Its Literature And Its Songs, And They Are Deeply Invested In How Children Are Treated, Because The Children Are The Ones Who Will Keep It Going. The Idea That Each Of Us Has The Right To Change Everything Is A Deep Insult To Them.

But Our Gusty Emotions Say To Me That We Have / Tasted Heaven Many Times: These Delicacies / Are Left Over From Some Larger Party.