There Is No Life Higher

I Suppose If I Gave Myself The Chance I Could Be An Alcoholic.

Love Set You Going Like A Fat Gold Watch. The Midwife Slapped Your Footsoles, And Your Bald Cry Took Its Place Among The Elements.

Winning Or Losing An Argument, Receiving An Acceptance Or Rejection, Is No Proof Of The Validity Or Value Of Personal Identity. One May Be Wrong, Mistaken, Or A Poor Craftsman, Or Just Ignorant - But This Is No Indication Of The True Worth Of One's Total Human Identity: Past, Present And Future!

I Want To Be Able To Sleep In An Open Field, To Travel West, To Walk Freely At Night.

I Wish You’d Find The Exit Out Of My Head.