It's Wierd Not To Be Wierd.

Slipping? We're Bigger Than Jesus.

All Of Us Growing Up Have Come To Terms With Too Much Pain. Although We Repress It, It's Still There. The Worst Pain Is That Of Not Being Wanted, Of Realising Your Parents Do Not Need You In The Way You Need Them.

I Can't Remember Anything Without A Sadness So Deep That It Hardly Becomes Known To Me, So Deep That Its Tears Leave Me A Spectator Of My Own Stupidity.

That's What The Great Masters And Mistresses Have Been Saying Ever Since Time Began. They Can Point The Way, Leave Signposts And Little Instructions In Various Books That Are Now Called Holy And Worshipped For The Cover Of The Book And Not For What It Says, But The Instructions Are All There For All To See, Have Always Been And Always Will Be.

Imagine There's No Varmints. It Isn't Hard To Do.