Europe seems a little softer, but in America it's harsh. In L.A., where I live, it's all about perfectionism.

Trauma happens in relationships, so it can only be healed in relationships. Art can't provide healing. It can be cathartic and therapeutic but a relationship is a three-part journey.

Anytime there's separatism going on. It happens all the time, because the illusion before us is that we are separate. It gives us this sense of egoic identity, which is lovely in its own way.

I have as much rage as you have, I have as much pain as you do, I've lived as much hell as you have, and I've kept mine bubbling under for you.

In one breath, I can say that we are God, but in another I have to say that we aren't deities.

The more I know the less tortured I am.

I live with some of my best friends from high school, very commune-like, in my house. It's my hippie way of life.