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Sometimes I Catch Myself Doing Something That I've Already Done. The More I've Done, The More That's Likely To Happen. Then I Just Throw It Away. I Wait Until I've Got The Right Way Of Getting A Thing Done, Which Means My Songwriting Proceeds At A Very Slow Pace. But It's The Only Way I Can Really Work.

I Watch The Confusion Of Friends All Numb With Love Moving Like Stray Dogs To The Anthem Of Night Long Conversations Of Pulsing Rhythms And Random Voltage Voices In Spite Of Themselves Graceful As These Raindrops Creeping Spermlike Across The Car Window.

Little Round Planet In A Big Universe, Sometimes It Looks Blessed, Sometimes It Looks Cursed. Depends What You Look At Obviously, But Even More It Depends On The Way That You See.

My Models For Graceful Aging Are Guys Like John Lee Hooker And Mississippi John Hurt, Who Never Stopped Working Till They Dropped, As I Fully Expect To Be Doing, And Just Getting Better As Musicians And As Human Beings.

If I Try To Understand What It Means To Be A Christian, I Look At The Two Instructions That Were Given In The Bible That Are Paramount, And Those Are To Love God With All Your Heart And Mind, And To Love Your Neighbor As Yourself. That's It.