Where White Is Black And Black Is

The World Rolls Under The Long Thrust Of His Heel. Over The Cage Floor The Horizons Come.

What Happened Casually Remains -

The Wolf Is Living For The Earth.

So We Found The End Of Our Journey. So We Stood, Alive In The River Of Light, Among The Creatures Of Light, Creatures Of Light.

...imagine What You Are Writing About. See It And Live It. Do Not Think It Up Laboriously, As If You Were Working Out Mental Arithmetic. Just Look At It, Touch It, Smell It, Listen To It, Turn Yourself Into It. When You Do This, The Words Look After Themselves, Like Magic.