Shall I Project A World?

What Are The Stars But Points In The Body Of God Where We Insert The Healing Needles Of Our Terror And Longing?

This Spiritualist, This Statistician, What Are You Anyway?

There Was No Difference Between The Behavior Of A God And The Operations Of Pure Chance.

Real Flight And Dreams Of Flight Go Together. Both Are Part Of The Same Movement. Not A Before B, But All Together.

So The City Became The Material Expression Of A Particular Loss Of Innocence – Not Sexual Or Political Innocence But Somehow A Shared Dream Of What A City Might At Its Best Prove To Be – Its Inhabitants Became, And Have Remained, An Embittered And Amnesiac Race, Wounded But Unable To Connect Through Memory To The Moment Of Injury, Unable To Summon The Face Of Their Violator.