My mother says I'm a good boy. I live alone, unless you count a chow chow. I do not see myself as anything special. I don't believe in flattering myself. If someone has the Vision to see me as a Hidden Treasure, then may I be nourished by her. I do not see the Branches of a Tree Bending in the Wind. Rather, I see the Branches Fanning the Breeze.

I believe when Lover is with Beloved, just by touch, all cares and worries become lost; with the five senses suspended.

Oh, this is easy. All a Lady has to do, is close her eyes, and click her heels 3 times, and I will appear in a Cloud of White Smoke to cheer her up. If this doesn't work, I still have my 1973 Ford Pinto (90,000 miles driven, 30,000 miles pushed).