My Skin Was The Border Between The

It's So Internalized, The Way Your Mind Works In Relation To Anything - It's A Process, But Then It Isn't. It's Working All The Time.

Arabs Are A Complete Abstraction In The Propaganda World And All The Death And Destruction Is Completely Unreal To Americans.

I Read Everything I Could Find In English - Twain, Henry James, Hemingway, Really Everything. And Then After A While I Started Writing Shorter Pieces In English, And One Of Them Got Published In A Literary Magazine And That's How It Got Started. After That, Graduate School Didn't Seem Very Important.

One Of The Many Conditions That Have To Be Met For A Brain To Become A Mind, And Therefore Have Consciousness, Is 'the Analog I' Around Which All The Simultaneous Inflow Of Sensations And Stimulations Are Reflected And Organized.

I Suppose I'm Interested In Sorrow, Which Is Very Different From Depression Or Despair. Sorrow Is Continuous With The World; It Allows For Creativity.