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Each Person Shines With His Or Her Own Light. No Two Flames Are Alike. There Are Big Flames And Little Flames, Flames Of Every Color. Some People’s Flames Are So Still They Don’t Even Flicker In The Wind, While Others Have Wild Flames That Fill The Air With Sparks. Some Foolish Flames Neither Burn Nor Shed Light, But Others Blaze With Life So Fiercely That You Can’t Look At Them Without Blinking, And If You Approach You Shine In The Fire.

I Go About The World, Hand Outstretched, And In The Stadiums I Plead: 'a Pretty Move, For The Love Of God.' And When Good Soccer Happens, I Give Thanks For The Miracle And I Don't Give A Damn Which Team Or Country Performs It.

The Population Becomes The Internal Enemy. Any Sign Of Life, Of Protest, Or Even Mere Doubt, Is A Dangerous Challenge From The Standpoint Of Military Doctrine And National Security. So Complicated Mechanisms Of Prevention Adn Punishment Have Been Developed ... To Operate Effectively, The Repression Must Appear Arbitrary. Apart From Breathing, Any Human Activity Can Constitute A Crime ... State Terrorism Aims To Paralyze The Population With Fear.

This Work Is A Torture On The Rump But A Joy To The Heart.

If The Grape Is Made Of Wine, Then Perhaps We Are The Words That Tell Who We Are