My Interest Is In How Meaning Is

At The Heart Of Any Terror Is The Fear Of Losing What We Find Meaningful.

Do Not Wake Me From This Slumber, But Be Assured That Just As I Have Wept Much, I Have Also Wandered Many Roads With My Thoughts.

I Believe The Structure Of 'house Of Leaves' Is Far More Difficult To Explain Than It Is To Read. And While I'd Like To Lay Claim To Some Extraordinary Act Of Originality, Truth Is I'm Only Taking Advantage Of Capabilities Inherent In Everyone.

Maybe You Saw Her First? Caught A Glimpse Between The Lines, Between The Letters, Like A Ghost In The Mirror, A Ghost In The Wings?

The Ruminations Are Mine, Let The World Be Yours.