If you take yourself to a great environment, you can just about get over anything ( Read more... )

"It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing."

but time makes you bolder ( Read more... )

Searching through a box of old things to find something to donate to an auction for Don's Walden Woods, I found an old leather bound book with faded pages and faint scribbles, written by someone I barely know anymore. Myself from 1981...

Journal Entry: Monday Night, The Forum [1981]If only for a moment, I shall tell you what it was to be a part ( Read more... )

Under the iced moon, the dreaming river is lost in scented rivulets of internal magnetism. Among the dark trees on shore a woman holds a broken mirror, the image of her weeping child peering out from within the mirror's depths. Two voices can be heard whispering in the cold wind. They speak of the silver moons that inhabit the endless black sky, ( Read more... )

I totally believe in magic. Because my life, I think, has been very magic, and magical things have come true for me time after time after time ( Read more... )

I keep a journal, I have for years. I've written everything down. Someday I'll have to write a book that really tells everybody what the last 15 years have been like. It's something I survived ( Read more... )