Life Ain't The Movies.

Gravy Is The Simplest, Tastiest, Most Memory-laden Dish I Know How To Make: A Little Flour, Salt And Pepper, Crispy Bits Of Whatever Meat Anchored The Meal, A Couple Of Cups Of Water Or Milk And Slow Stirring To Break Up Lumps.

The Only Magic We Have Is What We Make In Ourselves, The Muscles We Build Up On The Inside, The Sense Of Belief We Create From Nothing.

Everything That Comes To Us Is A Blessing Or A Test. That’s All You Need To Know In This Life…just The Certainty That God’s Got His Eye On You, That He Knows What You Are Made Of, What You Need To Grow On. Why,questioning’s A Sin, It’s Pointless. He Will Show You Your Path In His Own Good Time. And Long As I Remember That, I’m Fine.

Class, Race, Sexuality, Gender And All Other Categories By Which We Categorize And Dismiss Each Other Need To Be Excavated From The Inside.

The Bottom Line Is I'm Writing To Save The Dead. I'm Writing To Save The People I Have Lost, Some Of Whose Bodies Are Still Walking Around.