Somewhere, the zebra is dancing.

That which we manifest is before us.

Any problems that may occur have ultimately been caused by you, because you are responsible for where you are and what you are doing there.

There is no dishonor in losing the race. There is only dishonor in not racing because you are afraid to lose.

She died that night. Her last breath took her soul, I saw it in my dream. I saw her soul leave her body as she exhaled, and then she had no more needs, no more reason; she was released from her body, and being released, she continued her journey elsewhere, high in the firmament where soul material gathers and plays out all the dreams and joys of which we temporal beings can barely conceive, all the things that are beyond our comprehension, but even so, are not beyond our attainment if we choose to attain them, and believe that we truly can.

But what is worse, smelling the roast and not feasting, or not smelling the roast at all?

In documentary films, you're a storyteller using found objects. You still have to have a story arc and all the elements that make a good story. It really helped me mature as a storyteller.