The Only Time I See The Truth

In Order To Purify Yourself, You Have To Understand Yourself, Father Trais Went On. Everything Out In The World Is Also In You. Good, Bad, Evil, Perfection, Death, Everything. So We Study Our Souls.

By Writing I Can Live In Ways That I Could Not Survive.

So Many Things In The World Have Happened Before. But It's Like They Never Did. Every New Thing That Happens To A Person, It's A First... In That Night I Felt Expansion, As If The World Was Branching Out In Shoots And Growing Faster Than The Eye Could See. I Felt Smallness, How The Earth Divided Into Bits And Kept Dividing. I Felt Stars.

I Want To Hear What's Happened To You," She Said Evenly After A While. She Gestured In The Direction, Down River, Of The Butcher Shop. "it's Just That There Is Nowhere Else To Start," She Said Gently. "niether Of Us Is The Same. But I'm Different Because Of Small, Good, Manageable Things. You're Different Because ... Things I Don't Know.

...which Causes Me To Wonder, My Own Purpose On So Many Days As Humble As The Spider's, What Is Beautiful That I Make? What Is Elegant? What Feeds The World?