Christians, and some Jews, claim we're in the "end times," but they've been saying this off and on for more than two thousand years.

Consider the silent repose of the sausage as compared to the aggressiveness of bacon.

Plans are one thing and fate another. When they coincide, success results. Yet success mustn't be considered the absolute. It is questionable, for that matter, whether success is an adequate resposne to life. Success can eliminate as many options as failure.

His voice wore no pants.

Christians, and some Jews, claim we're in the "end times," but they've been saying this off and on for more than two thousand years.

I removed the freeway from its temporal context. Overpasses, cloverleafs, exit ramps took on the personality of Mayan ruins for me. Without destination, without cessation, my run was often silent and empty; there were no increments, no arbitrary graduations reducing time to functional units. I abstracted and purified.

First I think I was interested in the stories, and later on, I became more interested in the language itself, so the stories became almost secondary, but it was kind of a background music for my life.