Ignorance And Arrogance Are The Artist's And

Never Forget: This Very Moment, We Can Change Our Lives. There Never Was A Moment, And Never Will Be, When We Are Without The Power To Alter Our Destiny.

We Feed It [resistance] With Power By Our Fear Of It. Master That Fear And We Conquer Resistance.

Evolution Has Programmed Us To Feel Rejection In Our Guts. This Is How The Tribe Inforced Obedience, By Wielding The Threat Of Expulsion. Fear Of Rejection Isn't Just Psychological; It's Biological. It's In Our Cells.

The Artist And The Fundamentalist Both Confront The Same Issue, The Mystery Of Their Existence As Individuals.

I Was Keenly Conscious Of The Comrades-in-arms Who Had Fallen With Me. A Bond Surpassing By A Hundredfold That Which I Had Known In Life Bound Me To Them. I Felt A Sense Of Inexpressible Relief And Realized That I Had Feared, More Than Death, Separation From Them. I Apprehended That Excruciating War Survivor's Torment, The Sense Of Isolation And Self-betrayal Experienced By Those Who Had Elected To Cling Yet To Breath When Their Comrades Had Let Loose Their Grip.