When people start talking about their bowel movements, they are inexorable as the processes of which they speak.

We must find out what words are and how they function. They become images when written down, but images of words repeated in the mind and not of the image of the thing itself.

I wasn't exposed to art as I was growing up, and can't recall the first time I saw a work of art. However, I remember very clearly a vision I had of a little green reindeer when I was a child, and visions emanate from the same mythical area where painting resides. Whatever the reason, I immediately felt comfortable working with visual materials.

I am getting so far out one day I won't come back at all.

Kick is seeing things from a special angle. Kick is momentary freedom from the claims of the aging, cautious, nagging, fightened flesh.

Fear of death is form of stasis horrors. The dead weight of time.

If I had my way we'd sleep every night all wrapped around each other like hibernating rattlesnakes.