Democracy! Bah! When I hear that I reach for my feather boa!

…we’re all beautiful golden sunflowers inside, we’re all blessed by our own seed & golden hairy naked accomplishment (Sunflower Sutra)

First thought, best thought.

Bob Dylan's one of the greatest blues singers of the western world; ancient art, on-the-spot improvisation, mind quickness, endless variation, classical formulae, prophetic vision, mighty wind-horse.

When you notice something clearly and see it vividly, it then becomes sacred.

I know I'm not God, are you? Don't be silly. God? God? Everybody's God? Don't be silly.

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked.