Science is good stuff, it smells and tastes delicious and hits against superstition and human tragic folly with ease, it finds truth and reveals beauty, showing that we have a place in the cosmos and keeping its mystery alive. There is so much to do that should motivate uz, so much work to be done and the turning of the mind across the amazing puzzle of it all. The project to unravel and reveal what is the reality not yet discovered. The joy of the tak to work and wonder in childhood eternal curiosities deep and bursting.

Freedom is choice and libererty that makes good music which makes us human.

Writing poems and such during times of war produces some interesting work, but becomes intense for me the writer and then not my pal as a writer. War means death and human suffering that words can't capture. Perhaps the film Apocolypse Now is the best glimse we will ever have.

I'm plado!

Words can do magic.

Don't wait for Alice.

Saner peace time experiences.

Change after si!ent winds that howl in dreams.