The Search Is In The Doing.

My Life Is A Crystal Teardrop. There Are Snowflakes Falling In The Teardrop And Little Figures Trudging In Slow Motion.

I Was Trying To Disturb The War.

In Other Words, It Is What I Do In The World That Matters. When I Traveled For Three Months In The Mideast, The Places I Wanted To Go Back To Were Turkey And The Gaza Strip. It Has To Do With What Gandhi Said: He Found God In The Eyes Of The Poor. Those Are The Places Which Were So Moving That They Were Just Unbearable.

Put Tattoos All Up And Down Our Thighs, Do Anything Our Parents Would Despise. Take Uppers, Downers, Blues, And Reds And Yellows, Our Brains Are Turning Into Jello.

Hypothetical Questions Get Hypothetical Answers.