Long Time Ago When We

If There Is A God, I Want To See Him, Not Only His Energy Or His Light, But Him.

When The Truth Get's Buried Deep Beneath A Thousand Years Of Sleep, Time Demands A Turnaround.. And Once Again The Truth Is Found.

Once I Chanted The Hare Krishna Mantra All The Way From France To Portugal, Nonstop. I Drove For About Twenty-three Hours And Chanted All The Way. It Gets You Feeling A Bit Invincible. The Funny Thing Was That I Didn't Even Know Where I Was Going. I Mean I Had Bought A Map, And I Knew Basically Which Way I Was Aiming, But I Couldn't Speak French, Spanish, Or Portuguese. But None Of That Seemed To Matter. You Know, Once You Get Chanting, Then Things Start To Happen Transcendentally.

I Was Quite Responsible For Stirring Things Up. I Conspired To Get Ringo In For Good; I Talked To Paul And John Until They Came Round To The Idea.

Scan Not A Friend With A Microscopic Glass, You Know His Faults, Now Let The Foibles Pass.