Childhood Is A Branch Of Cartography.

It Never Takes Longer Than A Few Minutes, When They Get Together, For Everyone To Revert To The State Of Nature, Like A Party Marooned By A Shipwreck. That's What A Family Is. Also The Storm At Sea, The Ship, And The Unknown Shore. And The Hats And The Whiskey Stills That You Make Out Of Bamboo And Coconuts. And The Fire That You Light To Keep Away The Beasts.

A Delicate, Inexorable Lattice Of Inferences Began To Assemble Themselves, Like A Crystal, In The Old Man's Mind, Shivering, Catching The Light In Glints And Surmises.

Do What You Gotta Do And Stay Fly

Writers, Unlike Most People, Tell Their Best Lies When They Are Alone.

Entertainment Is A Sacred Pursuit When Done Well. When Done Well, It Raises The Quality Of Human Life.