The subject says: I see first many things which dance... then everything gradually becomes connected.

Adolescence and early youth...the fires are burning fastest, right? And your energy level is highest. It demands...and rock is screaming type music.

The gate is straight, Deep and wide, Break on through to the other side...

Do you know how pale & wanton thrillful comes death on a strange hour unannounced, unplanned for like a scaring over-friendly guest you've brought to bed Death makes angels of us all & gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as raven's claws

Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.

The world we suggest is a new wild west. A sensuous evil world. Strange and haunting, the path of the sun.

Music is your only friend until the end...