The Humble Were The Elect Of God.

People Are Always The Start For Meanimals. When I Can Get Into Their Heads, Gods, Supernatural Beings,immortals, The Deadthese Are All People To Me.

Maidens Who Stay Maidens Turn Into Saints. Old Women Become Sorceresses. Tough Jobs, Both Of These.

How Massively The Mountains Stand, While Low To The Ground The Sand Blows. The Sand Blows On And On. And Then There Are No Mountains, None At All, The Sand Has Kissed And Whispered Them Away. And Still, The Sand Blows On.

Whatever The Hell I Am, I Am Me.

I Also Love Disney, And Will Defend Doing So, Because There's So Much In Those Films And I Don't Care If It's Stereotyped.