Manuals Have Their Uses ...

To Look This Way Is To See. To See Is To Have Vision. To Have Vision Is To Understand. To Understand Is To Know. To Know Is To Become. To Become Is To Live Fully. To Live Fully Is To Matter. And To Matter Is To Become Light. And To Become Light Is To Be Loved. And To Be Loved Is To Burn. And To Burn Is To Exist. Off And On.

We Even Make Ourselves Up, Fusing What We Are With What We Wish Into What We Must Become. I'm Not Sure Why It Must Be So, But It Is.

A Giraffe Has A Black Tongue Twenty-seven Inches Long And No Vocal Cords. A Giraffe Has Nothing To Say. He Just Goes On Giraffing.

It Wasn’t In Books. It Wasn’t In A Church. What I Needed To Know Was Out There In The World.

If You Notice Phrases, Ideas, And Anecdotes That Closely Resemble Those That Appear Elsewhere In My Writing, It's Not A Matter Of Sloppy Editing. I'm Repeating Myself. I'm Reshuffling Words In The Hope That Just Once I Might Say Something Exactly Right. And I'm Still Wrestling With Dilemmas That Are Not Easily Resolved Or Easily Dismissed. I Run At Them Again And Again Because I Am Not Finished With Them. Any May Never Be. Work-in- Progress On A Life-in-progress Is What My Writing Is About. And Some Progress In The Work Is Enough To Keep It Going On.