Everybody's serious but me.

What if someone gave a war and Nobody came?

All these books are published in Heaven.

Naked in solitary prison cell he looks down at a hard-on.

No rest without love, no sleep without dreams of love- be mad or chill obsessed with angels or machines, the final wish is love -cannot be bitter, cannot deny, cannot withhold if denied: the weight is too heavy

The typewriter is holy the poem is holy the voice is holy the hearers are holy the ecstacy is holy!

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