I Like To Remember Things My Own

Sex Was Like A World So Mysterious To Me, I Really Couldn't Believe There Was This Fantastic Texture To Life That I Was Getting To Do...it Has All These Different Levels, From Lust And Fearful, Violent Sex To The Real Spiritual Thing At The Other End. It's The Key To Some Fantastic Mystery Of Life.

I Just Love Musicians. They're Not All Super-happy All The Time, But When They're Playing They're Happy, And It's Such A Beautiful Thing.

I Wouldn't Know What To Do With [colour]. Colour To Me Is Too Real. It's Limiting. It Doesn't Allow Too Much Of A Dream. The More You Throw Black Into A Colour, The More Dreamy It Gets… Black Has Depth. It's Like A Little Egress; You Can Go Into It, And Because It Keeps On Continuing To Be Dark, The Mind Kicks In, And A Lot Of Things That Are Going On In There Become Manifest. And You Start Seeing What You're Afraid Of. You Start Seeing What You Love, And It Becomes Like A Dream.

I've Always Loved The Electric Guitar: To Hold It And Work It And Hear What It Does Is Unreal.

Sleep Is Really Important. You Need To Rest The Physiology To Be Able To Work Weel And Meditate Well. When I Don't Get Enough Sleep, My Meditations Are Duller. You May Even Dip Into Sleep At The Beginning Of Your Meditation, Because You're Settling Down. But If You're Well Rested, You'll Have A Clearer Deeper Experience.