Each person who gets stuck in time gets stuck alone.

I oppose any belief that contradicts experimental evidence as determined by the methods of science. All beliefs not in such contradiction may be considered as faith. Whether faith in a particular belief is beneficial or not is another matter.

I still will sit down at the piano and play when I am wrestling with something emotionally or just want to move into the musical world.

Sadness is no more than a bit of acid transfixed in the cerebellum.

One metaphor for how we are living is that you see so may people with cell phones. In restaurants, walking, they have cell phones clamped to their to heads. When they are on their cell phones they are not where their bodies are...they are somewhere else in hyperspace. They are not grounded. We have become disembodied. By being always somewhere else we are nowhere.

The tragedy of this world is that everyone is alone. For a life in the past cannot be shared with the present.

I have always loved magic realism as a form of writing. I have also been fascinated for a long time with the intersection of science and religion.