Truth Is Dissent, Where All

Night Is The Wonderful Opportunity To Take Rest, To Forgive, To Smile, To Get Ready For All The Battles That You Have To Fight Tomorrow.

What Peaches And What Penumbras! Whole Families Shopping At Night! Aisles Full Of Husbands! Wives In The Avocados, Babies In The Tomatoes!--and You, Garcia Lorca, What Were You Doing Down By The Watermelons?

What Sphinx Of Cement And Aluminium Bashed Open Their Skulls And Ate Up Their Brains And Imagination

The First Person Who Really Showed Me The Ugly Spirit Was Brion Gysin. "the Ugly Spirit Shot Joan Because . . ." And I Never Found Out Why. This Brion Wrote Out On A Piece Of Paper In A Sort Of Trance State.

He Threw Up His Hands And Wrote The Universe Dont Exist And Died To Prove It