I Get Cassettes Near Academy Award Time

The Terror Drifted Over Georgetown Like The Sun Over A Blind Mans Eyes

Earth Is A Homicide Victim. We Lose Our Children. There Are Wars. Disease. And God Comes Strolling By Like A Cosmic Billie Burke.

I Didn't Read The Haunting Of Hill House Until Sometime Early In The 1990's.

When The Filter Is Weakened By A Powerful Drug, What We See Is Not Delusion But The Truth.

Every Man That Ever Lived Craved Perfect Happiness, The Detective Poignantly Reflected. But How Can We Have It When We Know We’re Going To Die? Each Joy Was Clouded By The Knowledge It Would End. And So Nature Had Implanted In Us A Desire For Something Unattainable? No. It Couldn’t Be. It Makes No Sense. Every Other Striving Implanted By Nature Had A Corresponding Object That Wasn’t A Phantom. Why This Exception? The Detective Reasoned. It Was Nature Making Hunger When There Wasn’t Any Food. We Continue. We Go On. Thus Death Proved Life.