My Mom Was A Saint.

Dmt Was A Gaseous Wax That You Could Smoke That Gave You A 20-minute Psychedelic High. You'd Inhale It. And Then When You'd Exhale—poof, You'd Be High. I Saw Buddha, Man. I Know That Sounds Like No Big Deal. But I Saw A Gigantic Holographic Buddha — Correct In Every Way! Buddhas Can Be Very Intricate — These Drawings That You See In Books. Thousands Of Details Were Included In This Buddha. Where Did They Come From? I Didn't Make Them Up. I Can't Even Draw, You Know? I Could Barely Spell Cat, You Know? And There It Was. And I Thought, Wow — The Power Of The Mind, You Know?

And It's A - It's A Term That's Based On Contempt; It's A Term That's Based On Fashion, Style, Elitism, Satanism, And, Everything That's Rotten About Rock 'n' Roll.

The Problem Being: For Years I Was Struggling - First To Prove That I Had Any Talent, Then To Create Some Skills And Finally To Fulfil It Reasonably. But Then Once I Got There It Was, "ok. I Did That, But I Want To Be Happy." And That's A Whole Different Deal. It's Kind Of Like A Dance. Being Active Seems To Help. I'm 70, So Sometimes A Little Voice Is Going, "just Take It Easy".

I Kinda Feel Like Everything Comes Full Circle In Life, Even Though That's A Cliche.

I Have No Idea Why A Guy Would Bring A Jar Of Peanut Butter To A Concert.