| My thoughts are not for your contemptation. My ideas are not for your inspiration. I sing a song all my own; a melody endless and without definite destination. Dare not try to comprehend. Dare not try to decipher, for in translation meaning is lost. Understand the reality as it is given you. Do not seek to alter or simplify or idealize. Accept it as it is. Then you will hear my song and love it for the unique masterpiece it is. But you will know that it belongs to me. And you will know what is for you to know, and what is for you to learn, and what is to remain. |