How Undisturbed, The Sleep Of The Foolish.

Barefoot Conducts His Seminars On His Houseboat In Sausalito. It Costs A Hundred Dollars To Find Out Why We Are On This Earth. You Also Get A Sandwich, But I Wasn't Hungry That Day. John Lennon Had Just Been Killed And I Think I Know Why We Are On This Earth; It's To Find Out That What You Love The Most Will Be Taken Away From You, Probably Due To An Error In High Places Rather Than By Design.

The True Measure Of A Man Is Not His Intelligence Or How High He Rises In This Freak Establishment. No, The True Measure Of A Man Is This: How Quickly Can He Respond To The Needs Of Others And How Much Of Himself He Can Give.

I Am A Reader. I Am A Writer. People Assume I Do These Things To Escape. You Couldn't Be More Right. I'm Escaping A World I Don't Like. A World I Have No Control In. In This World, I Am Nothing. I Am A Color, A Height, A Weight, A Number. But In The World Of Books And Writing, I Am Amazing. I Am Powerful. I Am Different. People Are Better. Worlds Are Endless. Change Is Possible. Life Is Manageable.

Emigrate Or Degenerate.

Maybe Each Human Being Lives In A Unique World, A Private World, A World Different From Those Inhabited And Experienced By All Other Humans.