The Idea Of Being A Rock And

We Announce The Birth Of A Conceptual Country, Newtopia. Citizenship Of The Country Can Be Obtained By Declaration Of Your Awareness Of Newtopia. Newtopia Has No Land, No Boundaries, No Passports, Only People. Newtopia Has No Laws Other Than Cosmic. All People Of Newtopia Are Ambassadors Of The Country. As Two Ambassadors Of Newtopia, We Ask For Diplomatic Immunity And Recognition In The United Nations Of Our Country And Our People.

I Don't Mind People Putting Us Down, Because If Everybody Really Liked Us, It Would Be A Bore. You've Got To Have People Putting You Down. It Doesn't Give Any Edge To It If Everybody Just Falls Flat On Their Face Saying, "you're Great." We Enjoy Some Of The Criticisms As Well, They're Quite Funny; Some Of The Clever Criticisms, Not The Ones That Don't Know Anything, But Some Of The Clever Ones Are Quite Fun.

There Is An Alternative To War. It's Staying In Bed And Growing Your Hair.

I've Been Baking Bread And Looking After The Baby...everyone Else Who Has Asked Me That Question Over The Last Few Years Says. 'but What Else Have You Been Doing?' To Which I Say, 'are You Kidding?' Because Bread And Babies, As Every Housewife Knows, Is A Full-time Job. After I Made The Loaves [of Bread,] I Felt Like I Had Conquered Something. But As I Watched The Bread Being Eaten, I Thought, Well, Jesus, Don't I Get A Gold Record Or Knighted Or Nothing?

Imagine No Possessions; I Wonder If You Can.