The Notion That One Can Liberate Another

My Heart Was Beating Like An Army On The March.

We Are Such Inward Secret Creatures, That Inwardness The Most Amazing Thing About Us, Even More Amazing Than Our Reason. But We Cannot Just Walk Into The Cavern And Look Around. Most Of What We Think We Know About Our Minds Is Pseudo-knowledge. We Are All Such Shocking Poseurs, So Good At Inflating The Importance Of What We Think We Value.

Music Relates Sound And Time And So Pictures The Ultimate Edges Of Human Commmunications.

The Theatre Is A Tragic Place, Full Of Endings And Partings And Heartbreak.

There Is No Beyond, There Is Only Here, The Infinitely Small, Infinitely Great And Utterly Demanding Present.