Ultimately, I Am All I Can Know.

I Like To Say It Was Born Out Of Laughter.

When I Was In My Early Forties, I Slept With A Loaded Gun Under My Bed. Id Become Severely Depressed In My Thirties, And For Almost A Decade I Spiraled Down Into Paranoia, Rage, Self-loathing, And Thoughts Of Suicide.

One Morning As I Lay Sleeping On The Floor, A Cockroach Crawled Over My Foot. And I Opened My Eyes Out Of This Dead Sleep - About A 43-year Sleep - And In Place Of All That Darkness Was A Joy That I Can't Describe.

You Might Believe That It's Only For Their Own Good, But How Does It Feel When You Try To Manipulate The People You Love? Are You Teaching Them That Your Love Is Conditional? Maybe Through Inquiry We Can Find Another Way.

I Am A Lover Of What Is, Not Because I'm A Spiritual Person, But Because It Hurts When I Argue With Reality.