All Memory Can Do Is Scream For

A Language Is The Appearances Of Connections Therefore Language As In Writing Doesn't Express Anything: It Creates.

It Was Only When We Were In That Bed, High Above The World - Then I Thought The Birds Could Have Been Circling Around Our Bodies Circled Around Each Other - That We Made Our World Totally Separated From Everything Else. It Was The Only Way We Could Be Together.

On The Surface We All Act Like We All Love Each Other And We're Free And Easy, And Actually We're Far More Moralistic Than Any Other Society I've Ever Lived In.

You Know I've Had Work Banned.

I Think It's Really Important To Find Out Why People Hurt You Or Try To Oppose You Or Whatever.