Occasionally I Sense An Insane Wail Deep

People Ask What Are My Intentions With My Films - My Aims. It Is A Difficult And Dangerous Question, And I Usually Give An Evasive Answer.

Sometimes I Go For Days Without Speaking To A Soul. I Think, “i Should Make That Call", But I Put It Off. Because There’s Something Pleasurable About Not Talking. But Then I Love Talking, So It’s Not That. But Sometimes It Can Be Nice. It’s Not Like I Sit Here Philosophizing, Because I’ve No Talent For That. It’s Just This Thing About Silence That’s So Wonderful.

I Want To Be One Of The Artists In The Cathedral On The Great Plain. I Want To Make A Dragon's Head, An Angel, A Devil - Or Perhaps A Saint - Out Of Stone.

Either I Did Away With That Fear Through Writing, Or In The Course Of Writing, I Discovered It Was No Longer So Intrusive Or Threating. The Bottom Line Is, It's Gone.

To Feel. To Trust The Feeling. I Long For That