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I Don't Know That I Could Really Define Love. I Can't . . . Again, It's Like Trying To Define What This Creative Force Is. It's Beyond My Ability To Really Define. If I Can Define It, Then It's Not It. We're Right Back To That Thing Again.

I Just Don't Seem To Be Capable Of Believing In Evil As Some Separate, Distinct Power Within Itself. I Guess I'm Just Not A Southern Baptist Or A Fundamentalist. I Just Don't Seem To Be Capable Of Believing In It Myself, Somehow. I Don't . . . I Can't Conceive From My Experience How This Force Of Evil Can Exist Without The Force Of Love Being Right There.

Eventually We All Have To Accept Full And Total Responsibility For Our Actions, Everything We Have Done, And Have Not Done.

Obviously, I Believe That To Pursue The American Dream Is Not Only Futile But Self-destructive Because Ultimately It Destroys Everything And Everyone Involved With It. By Definition It Must, Because It Nurtures Everything Except Those Things That Are Important: Integrity, Ethics, Truth, Our Very Heart And Soul. Why? The Reason Is Simple: Because Life/life Is Giving, Not Getting.

I Have Rituals For Cleaning Out Resentments, Disappointments, Heartbreak, Depression And For Work. One Of The Things I Do Is Go Over Old Stuff If I Have Been Unable To Write For A While.