If I'm Going To A New Country,

We Can Be Better, We Can Be Wiser, We Can Be More Kind. Yes We Have To Change. We Have To Grow Up And Stop Acting Like 10 Years Old. Yes There Is Much To Do, Much To See, Much To Go Into.

We, Unaccustomed To Courage Exiles From Delight Live Coiled In Shells Of Loneliness Until Love Leaves Its High Holy Temple And Comes Into Our Sight To Liberate Us Into Life.

Anger Is Like Fire. It Burns All Clean.

Being Physically Close To Extreme Power Causes One To Experience A Giddiness, An Intoxication.

I Like To Know What's Happening.