The Rich Are Always Enamored Of The

In The Arts, People Are Always Waiting For Someone Or Some Movement To "fulfill Her/its/his Promise." Then, Half-a-dozen Or A Dozen Years On, Others Begin To Realize That, Really, Something Extraordinary Was Actually Happening.

The Rich Are Always Enamored Of The Ancient.

I Am In Terror Of The Infinity Before Me, Having Come Through The One Behind Bringing No Knowledge I Can Take On.

The Night ... It Is Filled With Bestial Watchmen, Trammeling The Extremities And The Interstices Of The Timeless City, Portents Fallen, Constellated Deities Plummeting In Ash And Smoke, Roaming The Apocryphal Cities, The Cities Of Speculation And Reconstituted Disorder, Of Insemination And Incipience, Swept Round With The Dark.

All Too Often, When Creative People Pick Out Someone Else's Creative Work As An Inspiration, What They End Up With Is Very, Very Far From The Original.