The Most Important Thing Is To Write

My Heart Is Broken In The Face Of The Stupidity Of My Species.

Nobody Understood The Reoccurring Dream, But After September 11, When We Were Coerced To Do A National Duty And Go Out And Shop, Surely People Could Begin To See What I Was Getting At.

I Paint My Joy And I Sing My Sorrow.

Freedom To Me Is A Luxury Of Being Able To Follow The Path Of The Heart, To Keep The Magic In Your Life. Freedom Is Necessary For Me In Order To Create, And If I Cannot Create I Don’t Feel Alive.

The Only Thing I Have To Give To Make You Smile, To Win You With, Are All The Mornings Still To Live.