Whither Goest Thou, America, In Thy Shiny

All The Souls To Explore! - It's Not So Necessary To Love, Really, As It Is To Settle Something Deep With All Of Those Who Really Matter. Love And Hate Are The Same Things, Differently Sifted Through Personal... Pride, Or What Have You... Personal Pride Or Even Just Personal-ness.

Believe In The Holy Contour Of Life.

Details Are The Life Of Prose.

Desolation, Desolation, I Owe So Much To Desolation.

Writing At Least Is A Silent Meditation Even Though You’re Going A Hundred Miles An Hour.