We Will Have To Choose Between The

It May Be That The Human Race Is Not Ready For Freedom. The Air Of Liberty May Be Too Rarefied For Us To Breathe... The Paradox Seems To Be, As Socrates Demonstrated Long Ago, That The Truly Free Individual Is Free Only To The Extent Of His Own Self-mastery. While Those Who Will Not Govern Themselves Are Condemned To Find Masters To Govern Over Them.

In The Hierarchy, The Artist Faces Outward. Meeting Someone New He Asks Himself, What Can This Person Do For Me? How Can This Person Advance My Standing? In The Hierarchy, The Artist Looks Up And Looks Down. The One Place He Can't Look Is That Place He Must: Within.

There Is An Enemy. There Is An Intelligent, Active, Malign Force Working Against Us. Step One Is To Recognize This. This Recognition Alone Is Enormously Powerful. It Saved My Life, And It Will Save Yours.

The Artist And The Mother Are Vehicles, Not Originators. They Don't Create The New Life, They Only Bear It. This Is Why Birth Is Such A Humbling Experience. The New Mom Weeps In Awe At The Little Miracle In Her Arms. She Knows It Came Out Of Her But Not From Her, Through Her But Not Of Her.

The Artist Cannot Look To Others To Validate His Efforts Or His Calling. If You Don't Believe Me, Ask Van Gogh, Who Produced Masterpiece After Masterpiece And Never Found A Buyer In His Whole Life.