the scheme is present and the locks of past memory have called me forward. there is love and awareness and the feeling of eternal bliss which accompanies such discoveries. there are men in this room who would murder my child for such a discovery. my child is safe and secure in his room, though he [...]
the future proposes a wide variety of initiatives that may lead to the destruction of my sanity. what i can hold onto and will need in the coming years and months is the audacity to survive in the face of temptation. there is not the betterment of others here, just the denial of all that [...]
the only man who came to the funeral was a good friend of mine. his fate was tied into my own and there was nor could be anything that would negate my future as it stood here today. not like the only furnace i could manage, not like the future loves of my own youth, [...]
the fact of my own netherlands is the quiet force of the supreme awareness of my inequity, the lightly travelled arenas of facts that tell stories i hold quietly and soberly. like the wind and snow that surrounds us, we can take honor and solace in the reservoirs of our attitudes. we are indeed here [...]
the honest poker player has to reconcile himself with the demands that face his own downfall. he is the tired man and unknowingly has the pittance of understanding who he is and will be. the man in his own right has no feeling for or awareness of himself. he is merely a receptacle, a tired [...]
upsetting in the futures of our own suffering, the candles that extinguish themselves lightly cannot be understood or ignored. there is a sensation of the righteous, a cowardice that speaks beyond my own grasp, and for that i speak not to you or from you, but without you. either there is a multitude or there [...]