Children Are Sent To School To Be

I Wanted To Be A Citizen Of The World But Not In A Superficial Way.

My Own Movement Of Thought Is Not Meant To Be A Straight Point-to-point, Linear Line Of March, But Horizontal Exploration From One Area Of Interest To Another. There Is No Ultimate Destination - No Finish Line To Cross, No Final Conclusion To Be Reached. It's The Way I Feel About Dancing - You Move Around A Lot, Not To Get Somewhere, But To Be Somewhere In Time.

To Be Human Is To Keep Rattling The Bars Of The Cage Of Existence, Hollering, 'what's It For?'

I'm Good At Doing The Laundry. At Least That. And It's A Religious Experience...water, Earth, Fire-polarities Of Wet And Dry, Hot And Cold, Dirty And Clean. The Great Cycles-round And Round-beginning And End-alpha And Omega, Amen.

Life Is Lumpy. And A Lump In The Oatmeal, A Lump In The Throat, And A Lump In A Breast Are Not The Same Lump. One Should Learn The Difference.