Love, Consciousness, And Creativity Are The Highest

I Acknowledge The Privilege Of Being Alive In A Human Body At This Moment, Endowed With Senses, Memories, Emotions, Thoughts, And The Space Of Mind In Its Wisdom Aspect.

It's Kind Of Hard Get Outside Of Your Own Frame Of Reference. To One Degree Or Another, We All Go Through Our Breakdowns And We Can Recognize Our Lives As A Path To Awakening Or Not. We Can Take Our Breakdowns As A Way To Sensitize Us Or As An Excuse To Blind And Dull Ourselves.

It Was 1975. I Had Spent The Year At The Boston Museum School Doing Some Very Bizarre Performance Works. The Last One Included Going To The North Magnetic Pole And Spending All Of My Money.

Journeying Through Secret Doors, Curving Corridors, And Connecting Rooms Into The Mountain Was Like Being Digested By The Different Organs Of A Deity.

Artists Are Most Themselves When They Are Out Of Their Minds, Transcending The Ego Skirmishes Of Conceptual Thought, And Intuitively Relinquishing Control To The Greater Creator