Sheep With A Nasty Side.

The River Of Truth Is Always Splitting Up Into Arms That Reunite. Islanded Between Them, The Inhabitants Argue For A Lifetime As To Which Is The Mainstream.

We Must Select The Illusion Which Appeals To Our Temperament, And Embrace It With Passion, If We Want To Be Happy.

Imagination Is Nostalgia For The Past, The Absent It Is The Liquid Solution In Which Art Develops The Snapshot Of Reality.

Poets Arguing About Modern Poetry: Jackals Snarling Over A Dried-up Well.

The One Way To Get Thin Is To Re-establish A Purpose In Life.