We're all human beings and we all have feelings. And we all live in this industrial meat grinder where we don't really understand love anymore.

I don't write as much now as I used to, but I write. The lines still come, maybe periodically, and I'll go through these little bursts of time where I write a lot of things then a long period of time where maybe I don't write anything. Or these lines will come into my head and I'll write 'em down in a little book, just little sets of lines, but I won't try to make stories or poems out of them. I'm doing a lot of that now, just the lines.

I'm just a human being trying to make it in a world that is very rapidly losing it's understanding of being human.

The great lie is that it is civilization. It's not civilized. It has been literally the most blood thirsty brutalizing system ever imposed upon this planet. That is not civilization. That's the great lie, is that it represents civilization.

The thing is, it has to do with heart - we have to understand what hearts are for before we can get back to heaven or paradise or the power in our minds.

It’s like there is this predator energy on this planet, and this predator energy feeds on the essence of the spirit.

The past is more than a memory.