I've come to talk with you again.
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its image while I was sleeping.
And the vision that was planted in my brain,
It still remains............in my closet.
Over the weekend, I've had time to consider my closet. It's a theme I've thought about numerous times, so I hope you don't mind, but it's on my mind a lot. But, perhaps that's just the thing: As we think on something we come closer to the solution, and conversely, as we avoid something we hide from the very truth of it. So, in order to be in control of my very life, I need to be in control of my closet - as it were - and that requires that I,at least, know the truth and can be comfortable with that truth.
|The Media and America|
But, somehow, I don't count as much to society as the guy who has children - even who has numerous children that he doesn't care for. ?