Because systems of mass communication can communicate only officially acceptable levels of reality, no one can know the extent of the secret unconscious life. No one in America can know what will happen. No one is in real control.

America, how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood?

I want people to bow as they see me and say he is gifted with poetry, he has seen the presence of the creator.

There should be no distinction between what we write down, and what we really know.

in my dreams you walk dripping from a sea journey on the highway across America in tears to the door of my cottage in the Western night

America, why are your libraries full of tears?

Subject is known by what she sees.