The Job Is To Seek Mystery, Evoke

But If The Strength Ain't Real, I Recall Thinking The Very Last Thing That Day, Before I Finally Passed Out, Then The Weakness Sure Enough Is. Weakness Is True And Real. I Used To Accuse The Kid Of Faking His Weakness. But Faking Proves The Weakness Is Real. Or You Wouldn't Be So Weak As To Fake It. No, You Can't Ever Fake Being Weak. You Can Only Fake Being Strong. . .

We'd Just Shared The Last Beer And Slung The Empty Can Out The Window At A Stop Sign And Were Just Waiting Back To Get The Feel Of The Day, Swimming In That Kind Of Tasty Drowsiness That Comes Over You After A Day Of Going Hard At Something You Enjoy Doing -- Half Sunburned And Half Drunk And Keeping Awake Only Because You Wanted To Savor The Taste As Long As You Could.

Plant A Garden In Which Strange Plants Grow And Mysteries Bloom.

There've Been A Lot More People Hurt On Astro-turf Than Grass.

Nowhere Else In History Has There Ever Been A Flag That Stands For The Right To Burn Itself. This Is The Fractal Of Our Flag. It Stands For The Right To Destroy Itself.