One Of The Things I Have Become

An Extraordinary Writer....it Is The Vastness Of Nick Tosches’ Heart That Makes It Possible To Reveal The Darkness.

...and The Night Was Comfortably Warm As The Soft Filtered Light Continued To Push The Darkness Into The Shadows As They Held Each Other And Kissed And Pushed Each Others Darkness Into The Corner, Believing In Each Others Light, Each Others Dream.

I Have To Have A Meaning In My Life. If I Roam Around Without Some Meaning In My Life, I'm In Deep And Serious Trouble. I Can't, I Just Can't Exist.

There Was A Sky Somewhere Above The Tops Of The Buildings, With Stars And A Moon And All The Things There Are In A Sky, But They Were Content To Think Of The Distant Street Lights As Planets And Stars. If The Lights Prevented You From Seeing The Heavens, Then Preform A Little Magic And Change Reality To Fit The Need. The Street Lights Were Now Planets And Stars And Moon.

Eventually We All Have To Accept Full And Total Responsibility For Our Actions, Everything We Have Done, And Have Not Done.