Genius may stand on the shoulders of giants, but it stands alone.

Meet me in Cognito, baby. In Cognito, we'll have nothing to hide.

If kissing is man's greatest invention, then fermentation and patriarchy compete with the domestication of animals for the distinction of being man's worst folly, and no doubt the three combined long ago, the one growing out of the others, to foster civilization and lead Western humanity to its present state of decline.

Except in the areas of civil rights and medical marijuana, the legacy of the sixties counterculture has been largely superficial. Still, though the light has dimmed and gone underground, something in me would like to think the sixties phenomenon was a dress rehearsal for a grander, wider leap in consciousness yet to come.

Alone, the world offers itself freely to us. To be unmasked, it has no choice.

I have never ever Googled myself, in fact I think the Christian right prohibits such things.

Eighty percent of love is smell.