Not a sound of banging fists, not crazy call the police, trash upon waking, not a lot of things, where I pull myself around, not dreams deferered or being treated like an other, as one of the others, or lone, its got to be the sun in the eyes, a ripe fruit wih life, the battles to win, celebrating, the breaking of new days.

Liberation.

A Nice English Breakfast!

And suddenly, THERE SHE WAS!

It is getting harder to imagine a better world, but I won't give up.

I am a man, and I just cried for a while. The post below really got me.

Mothers, not bombs!

To all you haters out there.. Hating is a sign of an emotional person who has not read a book in his or her life.

Years ago you critics or should I say critters said Bill Hole is brainless. Now you find that he is the superior inteligence. You are the slow passive aggressive moran.