Merely To Live Without A Pain Is

Want To Talk About Shakespeare's Sonnets?" Asked Orphu Of Io. Are You Shitting Me?" The Moravecs Loved The Ancient Human Colloquial Phrases, The More Scatological The Better. Yes," Said Orphu. "i Am Most Definitely Shitting You, My Friend.

Words Bend Our Thinking To Infinite Paths Of Self-delusion, And The Fact That We Spend Most Of Our Mental Lives In Brain Mansions Built Of Words Means That We Lack The Objectivity Necessary To See The Terrible Distortion Of Reality Which Language Brings.

Belief In One's Identity As A Poet Or Writer Prior To The Acid Test Of Publication Is As Naive And Harmless As The Youthful Belief In One's Immortality... And The Inevitable Disillusionment Is Just As Painful.

If Our God's Work Is To Be Done In Our Time, We Must Do It Ourselves.

The Powerful Have Received Their Share Of The World's Attention Even When Their Power Has Been Shown As Sheer Evil. The Victim's Remain The Faceless Masses. Numbers. Mass Graves. These Monsters Have Fertilized Our Century With The Mass Graves Of Their Victims And It Is Time That The Powerless Had Names And Faces -- And Voices.