It's Not The Work Or The Personality

An Now The Silences Come In A Single Lifetime, In A Single Year... When Species Die, Leaving A Silent Space In The World Song That Can Never Be Filled.

I Don't Know What's Waiting For Us When We Die--something Better, Something Worse. I Only Know I'm Not Ready To Find Out Yet.

Let It Go On Record That Any Confusion Arose Simply Because We Lacked Certain Commonalities Of Reference.

The Real Trouble Comes From Not Knowing What We Really Want In The First Place.

It's All A Matter Of Paying Attention, Being Awake In The Present Moment, And Not Expecting A Huge Payoff. The Magic In This World Seems To Work In Whispers And Small Kindnesses.