Don't ask me when I first mastered the obvious.

There are plenty of brilliant people who are too stressed out to read challenging literary novels.

It is quite amazing how hard the subconscious works when it is made to understand that this life is not a rehearsal, there is no safety net and no assurance of any final closure. It is also quite appalling to realize how catatonic the imagination can become when we hedge our bets, opt for the safer direction at every fork in the path.

Las Vegas is the expression, in glitter and concrete, of Americas brittle and mutating id.

The function of the West is to turn bodies and minds into products. It cannot understand that the rest of the world holds this to be an obscenity, a corruption of our nirvanic nature.

Expecting to be wrong about most things most of the time brings, finally, the kind of humility that leads to peace. I think.

I am moonlighting for the Buddha.