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It Isn't By Getting Out Of The World That We Become Enlightened, But By Getting Into The World…by Getting So Tuned In That We Can Ride The Waves Of Our Existence And Never Get Tossed Because We Become The Waves.

We Made Love. How Pedestrian The Words Look-trite, Worn, Practically Featureless With Use-but How Can One Better Describe That Which Happens When It Happens? That Creation? That Magic Blending? I Might Say We Became Figures In A Mesmerized Dance Before The Rocking Talisman Of The Moon, Starting Slow, So Slow... A Pair Of Feathers Drifting Through Clear Liquid Substance Of Sky... Gradually Accelerating, Faster And Faster And Finally Into Photon Existence Of Pure Light... As My Whole Straining Body Burst Like Fluid Electricity Into Hers.

There's Something About Taking A Plow And Breaking New Ground. It Gives You Energy.

Men Are Forever Eager To Press Drink Upon Those They Consider Their Superiors, Hoping Thereby To Eliminate That Distinction Between Them.... And Women, When Confronted By Superiors, Substitute For Drink The Crippling Liquor Of Their Sex.

There's No Disgrace In Failing, Lad, Though Friends And Foes Deride; In Fact, A Failure's Not So Bad As Never Having Tried.