I Hope People Are Reading My Work

Because There Was Only One Thing Worse Than Dying. And That Was Knowing You Were Going To Die. And Where. And How. (“death Ship”)

(after Death.) So Few People Who Come Across, Possess Awareness Of Any Kind. All They Bring Along With Them Are Worthless Values. All They Desire Is Continuation Of What They Had In Life No Matter How Misguided Or Degraded. . . Will Those People Ever Progress, Even With Our Help?

How Quickly One Accepts The Incredible If Only One Sees It Enough.

Thank You...for Gracing My Life With Your Lovely Presence, For Adding The Sweet Measure Of Your Soul To My Existence.

Normalcy Was A Majority Concept, The Standard Of Many And Not The Standard Of Just One Man.