I Have A Son, Who Is My

I Come As One, But Stand As 10,000.

I Believe We Are Still So Innocent. The Species Are Still So Innocent That A Person Who Is Apt To Be Murdered Believes That The Murderer, Just Before He Puts The Final Wrench On His Throat, Will Have Enough Compassion To Give Him One Sweet Cup Of Water.

Do Not Be Wedded Forever To Fear, Yoked Eternally To Brutishness.

People Feel Guilty. And Guilt Is Stymieing. Guilt Immobilizes. Guilt Closes The Air Ducts And The Veins, And Makes People Ignorant.

I Am A Child Of God. I Always Carry That With Me.