My Memories Pale As I Prevail Upon

Writing Is Immensely Difficult. The Short Forms Especially.

The Shadow Had No Imagination. He Neither Looked At Naked Women Nor Thought Of Ridding The World Of Dictators Like Hitler Or Mussolini.

It Was Evident To Him That The World Composed And Recomposed Itself Constantly In An Endless Process Of Dissatisfaction.

Whenever Citizens Are Seen Routinely As Enemies Of Their Own Government, Writers Are Rountinely Seen To Be The Most Dangerous Enemies.

Banks And Churches And Courtrooms All Depend On The Appurtenances Of Theatre. On Illusion. Banks, The Illusion Of Stability And Honourable Dealings To The Rot And Corruption Of Capitalist Exploitation. Churches The Illusion Of Sacred Sanctuary Of Purposes Of Pacifying Social Discontent. Courtrooms Of Course Designed To Promote The Illusion Of Solemn Justice. If There Was True Justice Why Would Such Trappings Be Necessary? Wouldn't A Table And Chairs And An Ordinary Room Serve Just As Well?