Survival Is The Ability To Swim In

The Mind Goes On Working No Matter How We Try To Hold It Back.

There Is No Escape - We Pay For The Violence Of Our Ancestors.

Memory Never Recaptures Reality. Memory Reconstructs. All Reconstructions Change The Original, Becoming External Frames Of Reference That Inevitably Fall Short.

The Future Remains Uncertain And So It Should, For It Is The Canvas Upon Which We Paint Our Desires. Thus Always The Human Condition Faces A Beautifully Empty Canvas. We Possess Only This Moment In Which To Dedicate Ourselves Continuously To The Sacred Presence Which We Share And Create.

Caution Is The Path To Mediocrity.