The Fact That I Lost My Son

Always In The Dream, It Seemed As If There Were A Destination: A Something--he Could Not Grasp What-that Lay Beyond The Place Where The Thickness Of Snow Brought The Sled To A Stop. He Was Left, Upon Awakening, With The Feeling That He Wanted, Even Somehow Needed, To Reach The Something That Waited In The Distance. The Feeling That It Was Good. That It Was Welcoming. That It Was Significant. But He Did Not Know How To Get There.

Submitting To Censorship Is To Enter The Seductive World Of 'the Giver': The World Where There Are No Bad Words And No Bad Deeds. But It Is Also The World Where Choice Has Been Taken Away And Reality Distorted. And That Is The Most Dangerous World Of All.

Today Is Declared An Unscheduled Holiday.

I Left Home At The Correct Time But When I Was Riding Along Near The Hatchery, The Crew Was Separating Some Salmon, I Guess I Just Got Distraught, Watching Them.

Reading Is The Most Important Way To Prepare For Life.