E-I-E-I-O is actually a gross misspelling of the word farm.

More people write poetry than read it.

By the age of six or seven, I was already doing voices and faces, making my friends and my mother laugh.

Someone said, and rightfully, that "property is theft'." There's no way a man can stand and tell me that he owns an apple tree. I just don't believe you. And so this pursuit of position and money and power, they are all wrapped up into one package that I think is crippling, debilitating and limiting. And unfortunately, people get sucked into it and then they've got you on the treadmill. You know: ''You've got to have a good job'' and "You've got to have a good education'' - which is another word for indoctrination. We're never going to rise above these limitations we've placed on ourselves.

If everything that ever lived is dead, and everything alive is gonna die...where does the sacred part come in?

Here's a bumper sticker I'd like to see... 'We are the Proud Parents of a Child who has resisted his teacher's attempts to bend him to the will of his corporate masters'.

He is dead now, but he meant well.