what sphinx of cement and aluminium bashed open their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination

Scientist alone is true poet he gives us the moon he promises the stars he'll make us a new universe if it comes to that.

Sometime I’ll lay down my wrath, As I lay my body down Between the ache of breath and breath, Golden slumber in the bone.

It isn't enough for your heart to break because everybody's heart is broken now.

I had a moment of clarity, saw the feeling in the heart of things, walked out to the garden crying.

The censorship of language is the censorship of consciousness.

I think it was when I ran into Kerouac and Burroughs - when I was 17 - that I realized I was talking through an empty skull... I wasn't thinking my own thoughts or saying my own thoughts.