Art Is The Reasoned Derangement Of The

Poetry Has Ceased To Be A Public Art And Has Become, As Whitehead Said Of Religion, "what Man Does With His Aloneness.

Love Is The Garment Of Knowledge.

An Entomologist Is Not A Bug.

Did You Know I Staged The First Performance In America Of At The Hawk's Well?

I Write For One And Only One Purpose, To Overcome The Invincible Ignorance Of The Traduced Heart. I Wish To Speak To And For Those Who Have Had Enough Of The Social Lie, The Economics Of Mass Murder, The Sexual Hoax, And The Domestication Of Conspicuous Consumption.