We have been raised to fear the yes within ourselves, our deepest cravings.

If you can't change reality, change your perceptions of it.

I cannot shut you out the way I shut the others out, so maybe I can destroy you. Must destroy you?

I am deliberate and afraid of nothing.

Even the smallest victory is never to be taken for granted. Each victory must be applauded.

What is there possibly left for us to be afraid of, after we have dealt face to face with death and not embraced it? Once I accept the existence of dying as a life process, who can ever have power over me again?

I realize that if I wait until I am no longer afraid to act, write, speak, be, I'll be sending messages on a Ouija board, cryptic complaints from the other side