Everything Was Screaming: The Sea,

My Zoology Thesis Was A Functional Analysis Of The Thyroid Gland Of The Three-toed Sloth. I Chose The Sloth Because Its Demeanour - Calm, Quiet And Introspective - Did Something To Soothe My Shattered Self.

I've Never Forgotten Him. Dare I Say I Miss Him? I Do. I Miss Him. I Still See Him In My Dreams. They Are Nightmares Mostly, But Nightmares Tinged With Love. Such Is The Strangeness Of The Human Heart. I Still Cannot Understand How He Could Abandon Me So Unceremoniously, Without Any Sort Of Goodbye, Without Looking Back Even Once. The Pain Is Like An Axe That Chops My Heart.

In Art, Something Comes Of Nothing. Out Of The Thin Air And The Ether, You Create A Story. And That Is Intensely Satisfying.

A Zoo Is Not An Ideal Place For An Animal - Of Course The Best Place For A Chimp Is The Wilds Of Tanzania - But A Good Zoo Is A Decent, Acceptable Place. Animals Are Far More Flexible Than We Realize. If They Weren't, They Wouldn't Have Survived. But My Opinion About Zoos Came After Research. Initially I Had The Opinion That Most People Have, That They Are Jails.

Christianity Is A Religion In A Rush. Look At The World Created In Seven Says. Even On A Symbolic Lovel, That's Creation In Frenzy.