Gossip is the opiate of the oppressed.

Since flesh can't stay, we pass the words along.

Each day that I don't write I get more fragmented.

what storyteller is adequate to her story? The story carries us along, bottles on the tide, each with our secret mesage and the fervent hope that it does not turn out to be blank.

tis true that tho' People can transcend their Characters in Times of Tranquillity, they can ne'er do so in Times of Tumult.

art is not advocacy and advocacy is not art.

Flesh is merely a lesson. We learn it & pass on.