We Hear Nothing So Clearly As What

I'd Trapped Myself In A Script.... But To Be Scripted At All Is To Be Prepackaged, Programmed, Pinned To A Page. Only The Unwritten Can Truly Live A Life. So Who I Was, What I Was, Had To Be Unwritten.

Punctuationally Speaking, Wonder Is A Period At The End Of A Statement We've Long Taken For Granted, Suddenly Looking Up And Seeing The Sinuous Curve Of A Tall Black Hat On Its Head, And Realizing It Was A Question Mark All Along.

And Into The Brown Paper Bag Of My Heart, Eddy Slipped A Smile.

Everybody Gets Jolted. You, Me, Before We Die We’ll All Get Nailed, Lots Of Times. But That Doesn’t Mean We’ll Get Turned Into Witches. You Can’t Avoid Getting Zapped, But You Can Avoid Passing The Mean Energy On. That’s The Interesting Thing About Witches, The Challenge Of Them-- Learning Not To Hit Back, Or Hit Somebody Else, When They Zap You. You Can Bury The Zap, For Instance, Like The Gods Buried The Titans In The Center Of The Earth. Or You Can Be Like A River When A Forest Fire Hits It--phshhhhhhhhhhhh! Just Drown It, Drown All The Heat And Let It Wash Away.

Anyone Too Undisciplined, Too Self-righteous Or Too Self-centered To Live In The World As It Is Has A Tendency To Idealize A World Which Ought To Be. But No Matter What Political Or Religious Direction Such Idealists Choose, Their Visions Always Share One Telling Characteristic: In Their Utopias, Heavens Or Brave New Worlds, Their Greatest Personal Weakness Suddenly Appears To Be A Strength.