A Writer is Actor Creator Director Producer Of HIS Life. Ask ME anything.

Prayer before BirthI am not yet born O hear me.Let not the bloodsucking bat or the rat or the stoat or the club-footed ghoul come near me.I am not yet born console me.I fear that the human race may with tall walls wall me with strong drugs dope me with wise lies lure me on black racks rack me in blood-baths roll me.I am not yet born provide meWith water to dandle me grass to grow for me trees to talk to me sky to sing to me birds and a white light in the back of my mind to guide me.I am not yet born forgive meFor the sins that in me the world shall commit my words when they speak me my thoughts when they think me my treason engendered by traitors beyond me my life when they murder by means of my hands my death when they live me.I am not yet born rehearse meIn the parts I must play and the cues I must take when old men lecture me bureaucrats hector me mountains frown at me lovers laugh at me the white waves call me to folly and the desert calls me to doom and the beggar refuses my gift and my children curse me.I am not yet born O hear meLet not the man who is beast or who thinks he is God come near me.I am not yet born O fill meWith strength against those who would freeze my humanity would dragoon me into a lethal automaton would make me a cog in a machine a thing with one face a thing and against all those who would dissipate my entirety would blow me like thistledown hither and thither or hither and thither like water held in the hands would spill me.Let them not make me a stone and let them not spill me.Otherwise kill me.

Those not chasing their dreams should stay out of the way of those who are.

Fight and push harder for what you believe in youd be surprised you are much stronger than you think.

Experience teaches us that we do not always receive the blessings we ask for in prayer.

It was never the poverty that deterred me never the disease unsanitary conditions bugs or garbage those things were never even a thought in my head as a reason for not staying. I kept looking for the good and always found it each day. I was happy on the reservation.It would have all worked out if Chief could have been a little nicer to me. The only thing I was missing was love and respect from my partner. Maybe he had changed.

I once asked a rabbi in a large congregation which prayers he used with the dying. You mean the Mourners Kaddish he asked referring to the prayer recited on behalf of the deceased. No I replied. I mean the prayers said when a person is actually dying. Oh he replied. I dont know. Ive never seen anyone die. He had been a congregational rabbi for almost twenty years. I only get called when its time to do the funeral he explained. Clearly there is much to learn within our traditional religious communities.

I once had a dream and then I told my friend he is such a dick his name is Richard.

Never keep staring at the dreams you have on the paper... Dont just live like a spectator. You have the power you have the mine you have the skills you can dribble your obstacles to get your goals moving to the other

To capture the drama of the unconscious one had to start with the key and the key was the dream. But the novelists task was to pursue this dream to unravel its meaning the goal was to reach the relation of dream to life the suspense was in finding this which led to a deeper significance of our acts.