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I Worry About Images. Images Are What Things Mean.

The Poem Is A Cry Of The Unborn Heart. Yes, Because The Poem Perfectly Embodies The World, There Is No World Without Poem.

A Writer Of Books Has To Admit That Film Is The Enemy, And That In My Case I Have Been Sleeping With The Enemy.

Implications Of Treason Are Fed Like Cubes Of Sugar To The Twelve-headed Animal Which Is Justice. In ... Opening Remarks. In The Way Questions Are Asked. In Support Of Lines Of Questioning Where Cases Of Treason Are Cited And The Judge Endorses The Relevance Of The Citation.

Most People Are Quiet In The World, And Live In It Tentatively, As If It Were Not Their Own.