What we need is: poetry, the poetry of the unexpected, the unusual, the impossible.
What we need is: fiction, fictional realities opening up endless possibilities.
What we need is: freedom, the freedom to be, think, feel, write, express,
communicate, protest, progress, change.
What we need is love: love of life, love of justice, love of the different=our own Shadow.
What we need is acceptance: accepting the not-so-measurable, the not-so-perfect,
the intuitive, the spontaneous, the unimaginable.
Andrew Oldham's Boneyard 