Sometimes when it rains, it's not that simple, when the sky has reasons to cry.

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.

We use our intelligence, our creative intelligence, because we create with intelligence.

Every human being is a raindrop. And when enough of the raindrops become clear and coherent they then become the power of the storm.

I think we live in an industrial dimensional reality where we're programmed to believe what we're told. We're programmed to believe them. We're programmed to believe what that ruling class wants us to believe.

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

We must go beyond the arrogance of human rights. We must go beyond the ignorance of civil rights. We must step into the reality of natural rights because all of the natural world has a right to existence and we are only a small part of it. There can be no trade-off.