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I Used To Think There Would Be A Blinding Flash Of Light Someday, And Then I Would Be Wise And Calm And Would Know How To Cope With Everything And My Kids Would Rise Up And Call Me Blessed. Now I See That Whatever I'm Like, I'm Pretty Well Stuck With It For Life. Hell Of A Revelation That Turned Out To Be.

Will We Ever Reach A Point When It Is No Longer Necessary To Say Them And Us? I Believe We Must Reach That Point, Or Perish.

Pride Was My Wilderness, And The Demon That Led Me There Was Fear.

As We Grow Older We Should Become Not Less Radical But More So.

Holidays Are Enticing Only For The First Week Or So. After That, It Is No Longer Such A Novelty To Rise Late And Have Little To Do.