The Only Thing That Prisons Demonstrably Cure

A Nonreader Is Somebody Standing There In A Blindfold.

[to] Me Organized Religion, The Formalities And Routines, [is] Like Being Marched In Formation To Look At A Sunset.

Up With Life. Stamp Out All Small And Large Indignities. Leave Everyone Alone To Make It Without Pressure. Down With Hurting. Lower The Standard Of Living. Do Without Plastics. Smash The Servo-mechanisms. Stop Grabbing. Snuff The Breeze And Hug The Kids. Love All Love. Hate All Hate.

Being An Adult Means Accepting Those Situations Where No Action Is Possible.

Now It Stands To Reason, Mister, Any Damn Fool Stares Into The Sun Long Enough, He'll End Up Seeing Exactly What Some Other Damn Fool Tells Him He's Going To See.