Nobody Knew The Iron Man Had Fallen.

Nothing Has Changed Since I Began. My Eye Has Permitted No Change. I Am Going To Keep Things Like This.

The Wolf Is Living For The Earth.

The Sea Cries With Its Meaningless Voice, Treating Alike Its Dead And Its Living

So The Self Under The Eye Lies, Attendant And Withdrawn.

Fishing Provides That Connection With The Whole Living World. It Gives You The Opportunity Of Being Totally Immersed, Turning Back Into Yourself In A Good Way. A Form Of Meditation, Some Form Of Communion With Levels Of Yourself That Are Deeper Than The Ordinary Self.