If The Thunder Don't Get Ya Then

And For Me There's Still More Material Than 20 Lifetimes That I Can Use Up.

The Reality Which Is Pretending Be Reality Right Now, Impersonating Reality, Is Just A Pretty Flimsy Structure. There Is Not A Lot Of Substance To It. You Can't Find People Who Are Actively Involved Of Affected By It. What You See Is A Completely Different World, What You See Is The World Of The Homeless, And So Forth.

There's A Need For A Ritual And For Real Joy And Real Bliss. Real Fun.

Kerouac Was A Breeze, Some Kind Of Incredible Super-american, Mythos Personality Blasting Through The Highways Of 1947 America.

Done Time In The Lock-up, Done Time On The Streets. Done Time On The Upswing, And Time In Defeat. I Know What I'm Askin'. I Know It's A Lot. Just To Say That I Love You. Believe It Or Not.