The prose poem Walk The Red Road is great stuff and deserves to be read aloud. It compares quite favorably to The Walls Of Emerald by Li Chiang Yen, a Chinese poet of the late Tang period.
My mother was pretty much on my case all the time.
I've reduced a lot of the stress in my life. I've gotten rid of a lot of things. The light was turned on and a lot of the cockroaches started spinning. I swept them out the door. And sometimes you just have to throw things out because they carry a certain energy.
I don't see myself as extremely handsome. I just figure I can charm you into liking me.
You can put a cat in an oven, but that don't make it a biscuit.
My sign is Leo. A Leo has to walk with pride. When he takes a step, he has to put his foot down. You walk into a room and you want people to know your presence, without you doing anything.
Nobody wants to get locked up, although 'locked up' is a matter of perspective. There can be people who are out who are in prison mentally and emotionally and worse off than those who are behind bars.
One sees great things from the valley; only small things from the peak.
Do something for yourself, and then you will be recognized by the entire world as a man who has done for himself what others have done for themselves.
I am the shore and the ocean, awaiting myself on both sides.
For it is better to suffer a little want than to have too much.