That Is The Artist's Job: Take Mineral

How Undisturbed, The Sleep Of The Foolish.

Unless We Can Psychologically Accommodate Change, We Ourselves Begin To Die, Inwardly. What I Am Saying Is That Objects, Customs, Habits, And Ways Of Life Must Perish So That The Authentic Human Being Can Live. And It Is The Authentic Human Being Who Matters Most, The Viable, Elastic Organism Which Can Bounce Back, Absorb, And Deal With The New.

If I'd Known It Was Harmless, I'd Have Killed It Myself!

What Constitutes The Authentic Human Being?

Whom The Gods Notice They Destroy.