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.

It's time we did something to assert ourselves. After all, we do comprise 10% of the population.

Ordinary mind includes eternal perceptions. Notice what you notice. Observe what's vivid. Catch yourself thinking. Vividness is self-selecting. And remember the future.

Taxi September along Jessore Road Oxcart skeletons drag charcoal load past watery fields thru rain flood ruts Dung cakes on treetrunks, plastic-roof huts Wet processions Families walk Stunted boys big heads don't talk Look bony skulls & silent round eyes Starving black angels in human disguise.

I have a new method of poetry. All you got to do is look over your notebooks... or lay down on a couch, and think of anything that comes into your head, especially the miseries. Then arrange in lines of two, three or four words each, don't bother about sentences, in sections of two, three or four lines each.

Others can measure their visions by what we see.

To get on screen with the Talking Asshole, quite a feat. And it's certainly going to be a cult film that people will be seeing.