The Earth Here Is Beautiful. And It

One Moment The World Is As It Is. The Next, It Is Something Entirely Different. Something It Has Never Been Before.

Sleep Is Your Friend. Dreams Are Your Unwelcome Guests.

That Morning I Was Not Yet A Vampire, And I Saw My Last Sunrise. I Remember It Completely, And Yet I Can't Recall Any Sunrise Before It. I Watched The Whole Magnificence Of The Dawn For The Last Time As If It Were The First. And Then I Said Farewell To Sunlight, And Set Out To Become What I Became.

I Love New Orleans Physically. I Love The Trees And The Balmy Air And The Beautiful Days. I Have A Beautiful House Here.

The Atheism And Nihilism Of My Earlier Years Now Seems Shallow, And Even A Bit Cocky.