When A Glass Sits On A Table

Since Jesus Was Human Then He Most Assuredly Farted And Burped. And If God Did Create Us In God's Image Then God Must Fart And Burp As Well.

And None Of These People, Not One Of Them, Had Loved Any Of The Others Well Enough. Failures, He Thought, We're All Failures... He Wanted His Love To Be The Wine And Bread, And The Blood And Flesh. He Reached For Her, A Dangerous Stranger In A City Of Dangerous Strangers, But She Turned Away From Him And Walked Unsteadily Through The Crowd. How Many Loveless People Walk Among The Barely Loved?

The People Who Loved Me When I Was Seven Years Old Love My Books, And The People Who Didn't Like Me When I Was Seven Years Old Don't Like My Books.

But We Danced, Under Wigs And Between Unfinished Walls, Through Broken Promises And Around Empty Cupboards.

That's How I Do This Life Sometimes By Making The Ordinary Just Like Magic And Just Like A Card Trick And Just Like A Mirror And Just Like Disappearing. Every Indian Learns How To Be A Magician And Learns How To Misdirect Attention And The Dark Hand Is Always Quicker Than The White Eye And No Matter How Close You Get To My Heart You Will Never Find Out My Secrets And I'll Never Tell You And I'll Never Show You The Same Trick Twice. I'm Traveling Heavy With Illusions.