I Want To Be A Saint, A

I Think It Was When I Ran Into Kerouac And Burroughs - When I Was 17 - That I Realized I Was Talking Through An Empty Skull... I Wasn't Thinking My Own Thoughts Or Saying My Own Thoughts.

From It's Inception Beat Poetry Was Hailed As "something New" And "like All Good Spontaneous Jazz, Newness Is Acceptable And Expected - By Hip People Who Listen." But The Newness Of Jazz Has In It The Echoes Of J. S. Bach.

Now I Have Enough Money To Travel Wherever I Want, But I Haven't Got The Health.

I Know I'm Not God, Are You? Don't Be Silly. God? God? Everybody's God? Don't Be Silly.

Breathe When You Breathe. Walk Where You Walk. Talk When You Talk. Cry When You Cry. Die When You Die. Let Go When You Let Go.