The Night I Filled An

In A Nation Of Sheep, One Brave Man Forms A Majority.

Capitalism Sounds Good In Theory But It Just Doesn't Work.

There's Another Disadvantage To The Use Of The Flashlight: Like Many Other Mechanical Gadgets It Tends To Separate A Man From The World Around Him. If I Switch It On My Eyes Adapt To It And I Can See Only The Small Pool Of Light It Makes In Front Of Me; I Am Isolated. Leaving The Flashlight In My Pocket Where It Belongs, I Remain A Part Of The Environment I Walk Through And My Vision Though Limited Has No Sharp Or Definite Boundary.

Life Is Too Short For Grief. Or Regret. Or Bullshit.

It Is Not An Easy Thing To Inflate A Dog.