Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness.
From it's inception Beat poetry was hailed as "something NEW" and "like all good spontaneous jazz, newness is acceptable and expected - by hip people who listen." But the newness of jazz has in it the echoes of J. S. Bach.
Which way will the sunflower turn surrounded by millions of suns?
we're all golden sunflowers inside.
Tell your secrets. [In reply to the question "How does one become a prophet?"]
Thank God I am not God! Thank God I am not God!