I Know That Human Beings Are Capable

We Are Living In Enchanted Time. With Our Spirits Right.

I Was Told Stories, We Were All Told Stories As Kids In Nigeria. We Had To Tell Stories That Would Keep One Another Interested, And You Weren't Allowed To Tell Stories That Everybody Else Knew. You Had To Dream Up New Ones.

Yes, The Highest Things Are Beyond Words. That Is Probably Why All Art Aspires To The Condition Of Wordlessness. When Literature Works On You, It Does So In Silence, In Your Dreams, In Your Wordless Moments. Good Words Enter You And Become Moods, Become The Quiet Fabric Of Your Being. Like Music, Like Painting, Literature Too Wants To Transcend Its Primary Condition And Become Something Higher. Art Wants To Move Into Silence, Into The Emotional And Spiritual Conditions Of The World. Statues Become Melodies, Melodies Become Yearnings, Yearnings Become Actions.

The Road Will Never Swallow You. The River Of Destiny Will Always Overcome Evil. May You Understand Your Fate. Suffering Will Never Destroy You, But Will Make You Stronger. Success Will Never Confuse You Of Scatter Your Spirit, But Will Make You Fly Higher Into The Good Sunlight. Your Life Will Always Surprise You.

If We Could Be Pure Dancers In Spirit We Would Never Be Afraid To Love, And We Would Love With Strength And Wisdom.