And then we’ll all go off to sweet life, ‘cause now is the time and we all know time!

And he had a nice home in Ohio with wife, daughter, Christmas tree, two cars, garage, lawn, lawnmower, but he couldn't enjoy any of it because he really wasn't free. It was sadly true.

The human bones are but vain lines dawdling, the whole universe a blank mold of stars.

You seek identity in the midst of indistinguishab le chaos, in sprawling nameless reality.

Because anybody can write, but not everybody invents new forms of writing. Gertrude Stein invented a new form of writing and her imitators are just "talents."

Your Buddhism has made you mean Ray and makes you even afraid to take your clothes off for a simple healthy orgy

What's in store for me in the direction I don't take?