This Damned Ranting About Doom. Is That

I Know, Of Course, That By Using Film We Can Bring In Other Previously Unknown Worlds, Realities Beyond Reality.

Old Age Is Like Climbing A Mountain. You Climb From Ledge To Ledge. The Higher You Get, The More Tired And Breathless You Become, But Your Views Become More Extensive.

I Am Living Permanently In My Dream, From Which I Make Brief Forays Into Reality.

When I Was Young, I Was Extremely Scared Of Dying. But Now I Think It A Very, Very Wise Arrangement. It's Like A Light That Is Extinguished. Not Very Much To Make A Fuss About

I Want Knowledge. Not Belief. Not Surmise. But Knowledge. I Want God To Put Out His Hand, Show His Face, Speak To Me.