By The Way, A Gendarme Assured Me

Deeds Cannot Dream What Dreams Can Do

For Surely As Each November Has Its April, Mysteries Only Are Significant; And One Mystery-of-mysteries Creates Them All: Nothing False And Possible Is Love (who's Imagined,therefore Limitless) Love's To Giving As To Keeping's Give; As Yes Is To If,love Is To Yes

Knowledge Is A Polite Word For Dead But Not Buried Imagination.

Seeming's Enough For Slaves Of Space And Time - Ours Is The Now And Here Of Freedom. Come.

The Eyes Of My Eyes Are Opened.