If You Have Ever Gone Into The

After A Cruel Childhood, One Must Reinvent Oneself. Then Reimagine The World.

The Face Of The Moose Is As Sad As The Face Of Jesus.

The God Of Dirt Came Up To Me Many Times And Said So Many Wise And Delectable Things, I Lay On The Grass Listening To His Dog Voice, Frog Voice; Now, He Said, And Now, And Never Once Mentioned Forever From, One Or Two Things

Do You Love This World? Do You Cherish Your Humble And Silky Life? Do You Adore The Green Grass, With Its Terror Beneath?

All Culture Developed As Some Wild, Raw Creature Strived To Live Better And Longer.