Horrible the fate of the advice-giver in our culture: to repeat oneself in a thousand contexts until death, or irrelevance.            *I abjure advice-giver.

drugged to sleep by repetition of the diurnalround, the monotonous sorrow of the finite, within       I am awakerepairing in dirt the frayed immaculate threadforced by being to watch the birth of suns

Tree is tree.

Storytelling is the distinctly human implement designed to synthesize our purposeful interaction with reality.

It's easy to impress me. I don't need a fancy party to be happy. Just good friends, good food, and good laughs. I'm happy. I'm satisfied. I'm content.

We all need ways to express ourselves, and poetry is one of mine.

I want to declare my Citizenship in the Kingdom of God and my allegiance to His Kingdom and His City!

You know, the history of California art doesn't start until about 1961, and that's when these photographs start. I mean, we have no history out here.

When it comes to categorizing people, men and women into a group, it gets to be very dangerous.

I think a child calling for his mother is the most beautiful sound in the world.

Is he ever going to learn?

People come and people go, moving fast and moving slow, I'm in a crowd and yet I'm all alone.