Teach As An Old Fishing Guide Takes

The Darkness Has It's Own Light.

Long Live The Weeds That Overwhelm My Narrow Vegetable Realm! The Bitter Rock, The Barren Soil That Force The Son Of Man To Toil; All Things Unholy, Marred By Curse, The Ugly Of The Universe.

Those Who Are Willing To Be Vulnerable Move Among Mysteries.

What Falls Away Is Always. And Is Near.

I Learn By Going Where I Have To Go.