I’m Not Hans Christian Andersen. Nobody’s Gonna

Venturing Back Further, Learning Is So Slow. Accomplishment Is So Slow. Experiencing And Evaluating Your Experience Is So Slow.

I Want To Be Alone And Work Until The Day My Heads Hits The Drawing Table And I'm Dead. Kaput. I Feel Very Much Like I Want To Be With My Brother And Sister Again. They're Nowhere. I Know They're Nowhere And They Don't Exist, But If Nowhere Means That's Where They Are, That's Where I Want To Be.

You Know Who My Gods Are, Who I Believe In Fervently? Herman Melville, Emily Dickinson - She's Probably The Top - Mozart, Shakespeare, Keats. These Are Wonderful Gods Who Have Gotten Me Through The Narrow Straits Of Life.

When I Did 'bumble-ardy,' I Was So Intensely Aware Of Death. Eugene, My Friend And Partner, Was Dying Here In The House When I Did 'bumble-ardy'. I Did 'bumble-ardy' To Save Myself. I Did Not Want To Die With Him. I Wanted To Live, As Any Human Being Does.

There Are So Many Beautiful Things In The World Which I Will Have To Leave When I Die, But I'm Ready, I'm Ready, I'm Ready.