As My Cat Would Say, All Hours

Oh, I'm Not Just Going Too Far, I've Arrived.

Chaos Is Order Yet Undeciphered.

I Was Born In A Family Of Landless Peasants, In Azinhaga, A Small Village In The Province Of Ribatejo, On The Right Bank Of The Almonda River, Around A Hundred Kilometres North-east Of Lisbon.

The Wisest Man I Ever Knew In My Whole Life Could Not Read Or Write. At Four O'clock In The Morning, When The Promise Of A New Day Still Lingered Over French Lands, He Got Up From His Pallet And Left For The Fields, Taking To Pasture The Half-dozen Pigs Whose Fertility Nourished Him And His Wife.

Often When You Ask For One Thing You Receive Another, This Is The Mysterious Thing About Prayer, We Address Them To Heaven With Some Private Intention, But They Choose Their Own Path, Sometimes They Delay, Allowing Other Prayers To Overtake Them, Frequently They Overlap And Become Hybrid Prayers Of Dubious Origin, Which Quarrel And Argue Among Themselves.