Each Day The First Day: Each Day

Do Not Look Back And Do Not Dream About The Future. It Will Neither Give You Back The Past, Nor Satisfy Your Other Daydreams. Your Duty, Your Reward, Your Destiny, Is In The Present Moment

Like The Bee, We Distill Poison From Honey For Our Self-defense--what Happens To The Bee If It Uses Its Sting Is Well Known.

To Preserve The Silence Within--amid All The Noise. To Remain Open And Quiet, A Moist Humus In The Fertile Darkness Where The Rain Falls And The Grain Ripens--no Matter How Many Tramp Across The Parade Ground In Whirling Dust Under An Arid Sky.

I Am The Vessel. The Draft Is God's. And God Is The Thirsty One.

Time Goes By, Reputation Increases, Ability Declines.