Literature Was Intended To Be Dangerous. Art

All Of This Happened A Long Time Ago. But Not So Long Ago That Everyone Who Played A Part In It Is Dead. Some Can Still Be Met In Dark Old Rooms With Nurses In Attendance.

The Spaces Between The Perceiver And The Thing Perceived Can [...] Be Closed With A Shout Of Recognition.

Time Is Light, Time Is Dark. You Either Dance, Or You Fall.

... Too Much Brooding, Not Enough Doing.

People Can Only Be Found In What They Do.