I Think My Writing Is Part Of

Wherever And However Any One Of Us May Be Conceived, It Is The Same. We Come Into Being In The Arms Of God.

I And You-we Are Infinate, Rich, Large, Contradictory, Living, Breathing Miracles-free Human Beings, Children Of God And The Everlasting Universe. That's What We Do.

Maybe We Should Develop A Crayola Bomb As Our Next Secret Weapon. A Happiness Weapon. A Beauty Bomb. And Every Time A Crisis Developed, We Would Launch One. And People Would Smile And Get A Little Funny Look On Their Faces And Cover The World With Imagination.

It Doesn’t Matter What You Say You Believe - It Only Matters What You Do.

Share Everything. Don't Take Things That Aren't Yours. Put Things Back Where You Found Them.