I Know I'm Incapable Of

I Would So Much Like Young People To Have A Sense Of The Gift That They Are. Not Many Of Them Feel Like That.

Horses Are Creatures Who Worship The Earth As They Gallop On Feet Of Ivory. Constrained By The Wonder Of Dying And Birth, The Horses Still Run, They Are Free.

I Am The Hawk And There's Blood In My Feathers, But Time Is Still Turning They Soon Will Be Dry. And All Those Who See Me And All Who Believe In Me, Share In The Freedom I Feel When I Fly.

I Would Make My Job A Work Of Art. I Would Like Whatever It Is That I'm Doing - Everyone's Experience Of Me, Everyone's Interaction With Me, Everyone's Discussion, Conversation, Relationship With Me - [to Be] An Event Within Which They Get To See Who They Are. I Would Make Of My Life A Work Of Art.

There's An Aspect Of Human Nature In Which We Want To Think We're Better Than Somebody Else. They're A Different Color. They Speak A Different Language. They Have A Different Name For The Creator. Whatever It Is, That Makes It Okay For Me To Hate Them, To Try To Get Some Of Their Land Or Some Of Their Resources.