I Felt Amazed At The Choosing One

Every Living Creature On The Earth Is Special. You Want To Be The One That Puts An End To One Of Them?

You Have To Know When To Prod And When To Be Quiet, When To Let Things Take Their Course.

I Felt Someone Should Personally Thank Every Rock Out There For The Human Misery It Had Absorbed. We Should Kiss Them One By One & Say, We Are Sorry, But Something Strong & Lasting Had To Do This For May, & You Are The Chosen Ones. God Bless Your Rock Hearts.

It Was The Oldest Sound There Was. Souls Flying Away.

All That Paddling Around In The Alphabet Soup Of One's Childhood, Scooping Up Letters, Hoping To Arrange Them Into Enlightening Sentences That Would Explain Why Things Had Turned Out The Way They Had. It Evoked A Certain Mutiny In Me.