Memory Was Supposed To Fill The Time,

It Has Shown Me That Everything Is Illuminated In The Light Of The Past. It Is Always Along The Side Of Us...on The Inside, Looking Out.

....worthy Would-be Worlds Of Words, Whorls Of Working Wonder.

The World Is A Big Place," He Said, "but So Is The Inside Of An Apartment!

In The End, Everyone Loses Everyone. There Was No Invention To Get Around That.

My Dream Went All The Way Back To The Beginning. The Rain Rose Into The Clouds, And The Animals Descended The Ramp.