You don't know what to say to me because the kingdom is within...flesh and blood's dream...so you fly now, pay later, all of us...I mean actually it's PAY NOW, FLY LATER

I clearly saw the skeleton underneath all this show of personality what is left of a man and all his pride but bones?

And as far as I can see the world is too old for us to talk about it with our new words.

Here I was at the end of America...no more land...and nowhere was nowhere to go but back

Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for yr own joy

Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swigging wine, spitting, jumping, running - that's the way to live. All alone and free in the soft sands of the beach.

Believe that the world is an ethereal flower, and ye live.