What Business Is It Of Yours Where

Maybe It's Like Mac Says. Ever Man Winds Up With The Horse That Suits Him.

They Spoke Less And Less Between Them Until At Last They Were Silent Altogether As Is Often The Way With Travelers Approaching The End Of A Journey.

War Is The Ultimate Game Because War Is At Last A Forcing Of The Unity Of Existence. War Is God.

Not All Dying Words Are True And This Blessing Is No Less Real For Being Shorn Of Its Ground.

Then They Set Out Along The Blacktop In The Gunmetal Light, Shuffling Through The Ash, Each The Other's World Entire.