To Acknowledge The Presence Of Fear Is

I Love The Night. I Love To Feel The Tide Of Darkness Rising, Slowly And Slowly Washing, Turning Over And Over, Lifting, Floating, All That Lies Strewn Upon The Dark Beach, All That Lies Hid In Rocky Hollows.

Whenever I Prepare For A Journey I Prepare As Though For Death. Should I Never Return, All Is In Order.

Outside The Sky Is Light With Stars

There Are Always These Moments In Life When The Limits Of Suffering Are Reached And We Become Heroes And Heroines.

It Is Strange That There Are Times When I Feel The Stars Are Not At All Solemn: They Are Secretly Gay.