I Do Not Believe In Evil- I

Here We Go Again. Always A Few Drinks, But Sometimes Even Sober, We Play The Unhappiness Game; Endlessly Round And Round. Ding Dong. Tighter And Tighter. On And On. Push Me Pull You. Come Here And I'll Tell You How Much I Hate You. Hang On A Minute While I Leave You. All The While We Know We Are Missing The Point, Whatever The Point Used To Be.

The Way To Write A Book Is To Actually Write A Book. A Pen Is Useful, Typing Is Also Good. Keep Putting Words On The Page.

There Are About As Many Ways To Be Dead As There Are To Be Alive. People Linger In Different Ways, Both Publicly And Privately.

I Never Wanted To Be Mainstream As A Writer, But Look At What's Happened.

I Have No Place Left To Live But In My Own Heart.