The Dictate Of The Light Says: Know

Madness. I Did Not Get Myself Born To Die. I Have Better Things To Do.

As A Child, My Mother Told Me Lots Of Fairy Stories, Many Her Own Invention. She, Too, Tended To Reverse The Norm.

I Like Writing About Women, Weak And Strong, Pathetic And Heroic. I Like Writing About Men, Ditto. And All The Variants Of Men And Women, Beasts And Demons.

We Need The Expressive Arts, The Ancient Scribes, The Storytellers, The Priests.

The Humble Were The Elect Of God. Did Not The Priests Teach So, In Their Gemmed, Kingly Robes, From Their Towering Pulpits?