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We Belong To An Age Where Apocalypse Is Our Daily Bread, Coffee's Black, And We Know We're Part Of The Abyss. Red Spider White Web Is Right On Target In Conveying That Understanding. It Splinters In The Mind... The Underworld Of The Century's Imaginings.

The Prose Poem Walk The Red Road Is Great Stuff And Deserves To Be Read Aloud. It Compares Quite Favorably To The Walls Of Emerald By Li Chiang Yen, A Chinese Poet Of The Late Tang Period.

The Misfortune Of A Young Man Who Returns To His Native Land After Years Away Is That He Finds His Native Land Foreign; Whereas The Lands He Left Behind Remain For Ever Like A Mirage In His Mind. However, Misfortune Can Itself Sow Seeds Of Creativity. ---- Afterword To "hothouse" Brian Aldiss

It Is At Night... That The Mind Is Most Clear, That We Are Most Able To Hold All Our Life In The Palm Of Our Skull.

Whatever Creativity Is, It Is In Part A Solution To A Problem.