Tel Aviv Appeals To Me.

Don't Let The Past Steal Your Present. This Is The Message Of Christmas: We Are Never Alone.

I'm Not That Interested In People

Corrupt Citizens Breed Corrupt Rulers, And It Is The Mob Who Finally Decides When Virtue Shall Die.

Man Was The Outlaw, The Rebel, The Distorted Shape That Scarred The Earth, The Voice That Silenced The Music Of Eden, The Hand That Raised Up Obscenities And Blasphemies. Man Was The Pariah-dog, The Moral Leper In This Translucent Mirror Of Heaven. He Was The Muddier Of Crystal Waters, The Despoiler Of Forests, The Murderer Of The Innocent, The Challenger Against God. He Was The Assassin Of The Saints And The Prophets, For They Spoke Of What He Would Not Hear, In The Darkness Of His Spirit!

Those Who Claim To Have Had Happy Lives Seem To Be Silly Fools.