I've come along ways since 1994

Excerpt from the First Stuff

There are many          lakes in a sea;          there's many lakes in the          infinite ocean deep.          All are separated          by their own will.          All are part          of the great whole,          but being blind,          don't even know.

If you haven't already, check out Penhead Press's first publication: Randomly Accessed Poetics, Issue 1: The Texture of Words.