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Twentieth-century Culture's Disease Is The Inability To Feel Their Reality. People Cluster To Tv, Soap Operas, Movies, Theater, Pop Idols And They Have Wild Emotion Over Symbols. But In The Reality Of Their Own Lives, They're Emotionally Dead.

The Best Songs Just Come Unasked For. You Don't Have To Think About Them. Summer Is A Good Time For Songs.

Death Makes Angels Of Us All And Gives Us Wings Where We Had Shoulders Smooth As Ravens Claws.

The Grand Highway Is Crowded W/lovers & Searchers & Leavers So Eager To Please & Forget. Wilderness.

I Can Make The Earth Stop In Its Tracks. I Made The Blue Cars Go Away. I Can Make Myself Invisible Or Small. I Can Become Gigantic & Reach The Farthest Things. I Can Change The Course Of Nature. I Can Place Myself Anywhere In Space Or Time. I Can Summon The Dead. I Can Perceive Events On Other Worlds, In My Deepest Inner Mind, & In The Minds Of Others. I Can I Am