Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond

By The Way, A Gendarme Assured Me This Is Not A Prison.

Knowledge Is A Polite Word For Dead But Not Buried Imagination.

True Wars Are Never Won.

Seeming's Enough For Slaves Of Space And Time - Ours Is The Now And Here Of Freedom. Come.

Since Feelings Come First, Who Cares About The Syntax Of Things?