Slander Is The Tool Of Cowards.

We Can Have A World War, I See Absolutely No Reason Why We Shouldn't Have A World Party.

Our Neighborhood - This Solar System, The Cosmos, Actually - Is So Much More Vast And Amazing Than The Paltry Headlines, Insanity, And Politics Crammed At Us Daily As So-called News. The Beauty Of The Hood And Discoveries That Await Us Are Deserving Of Our Attention And Mandatory To Our Survival As A Species.

It Is Interesting To Note That Poetry, A Literary Device Whose Very Construct Involves The Use Of Words, Is Itself The Word Of Choice By Persons Grasping To Describe Something So Beautiful It Is Marvelously Ineffable.

Our Lives Are Fictions, A Work We Leave Behind, Signed.

Anger Is A Wound Gone Mad.