We All Need A Meaning To Our

My Writing Is Inspired By Just About Everything, Yet I Am Unaware Of So Much Of The Process.

I Suspect There Will Never Be A Requiem For A Dream, Simply Because It Will Destroy Us Before We Have The Opportunity To Mourn It's Passing.

I Was Sitting At Home And Had A Profound Experience. I Experienced, In All Of My Being, That Someday I Was Going To Die, And It Wouldn't Be Like It Had Been Happening, Almost Dying But Somehow Staying Alive, But I Would Just Die! And Two Things Would Happen Right Before I Died: I Would Regret My Entire Life; I Would Want To Live It Over Again. This Terrified Me. The Thought That I Would Live My Entire Life, Look At It And Realize I Blew It Forced Me To Do Something With My Life.

But I Knew That Someday I Was Going To Die. And Just Before I Died Two Things Would Happen; Number 1: I Would Regret My Entire Life. Number 2: I Would Want To Live My Life Over Again.

I Think Mozart, Like You, Is An Example Of Someone Who Has The Gods Moving Through Him, And His Religion Was Creation.