There Are Worse Things Than Being Mad.

After All, A Homeless Man Has Reason To Cry, Everything In The World Is Pointed Against Him.

What's Your Road, Man? - Holyboy Road, Madman Road, Rainbow Road, Guppy Road, Any Road. It's An Anywhere Road For Anybody Anyhow. Where Body How?

Finding Nirvana Is Like Locating Silence.

Down On The Lake Rosy Reflections Of Celestial Vapor Appeared, And I Said, "god, I Love You" And Looked To The Sky And Really Meant It. "i Have Fallen In Love With You, God. Take Care Of Us All, One Way Or The Other." To The Children And The Innocent It's All The Same.

Details Are The Life Of Prose.