Live As If You Like Yourself, And

One Trouble: To Be A Professional Anything In The United States Is To Think Of Oneself As An Expert And One's Ideas As Semisacred, And To Treat Others In A Certain Way - Professionally.

I Mourn In Grey, Grey As The Sleeted Wind The Bled Shades Of Twilight, Gunmetal, Battleships, Industrial Paint.

Nobody Hates Us As Ourselves. In Their Minds We're Not Human... They Don't Hate Us Because We Did Something Or Said Something. They Make Us Stand For An Evil They Invent And Then They Want To Kill It In Us.

Long Hair Is Considered Bohemian, Which May Be Why I Grew It, But I Keep It Long Because I Love The Way It Feels, Part Cloak, Part Fan, Part Mane, Part Security Blanket.

The Will To Be Totally Rational Is The Will To Be Made Out Of Glass And Steel: And To Use Others As If They Were Glass And Steel.