For every moment of every day I look deep in the mirror and I say: “Have I done all I could? Have I done my best?” And if I answer honestly, whether it be Yea or Nay, Then for that moment-just that one SINGLE moment- I’ve passed a Higher kind of Test.

There isn’t enough “you” to make more than a few stories/pieces. To consistently tap that glory that graces your art with a higher truth, get “you” out of the way. Only then will a force of all colors, including ones we can only imagine, be transmitted with the purest iridescence. You call it what you…

When I contemplate, I try to see the same concept described in an infinity of ways: As sad, as happy, as funny, as serious, as dark, as uplifting… I do this not just to expand my versatility as a writer, but to expand the versatility of my consciousness.

Dear Writer: Don’t ask “What would I say if I was this guy?” In your mind, just BE the guy and SAY it.

If any of you harbor the same incendiary rage that I do, don’t deny it. Use it to assault your inner shortcomings and weaknesses, strangling the life from them until they lay cold and forgotten where they belong.