We're All Golden Sunflowers Inside.

Visions! Omens! Hallucinations! Miracles! Ecstasies! Gone Down The American River! Dreams! Adorations! Illumnations! Religions! The Whole Boatload Of Sensitive Bullshit!

Everybody's Serious But Me.

Things Are Symbols Of Themselves.

I Had A Moment Of Clarity, Saw The Feeling In The Heart Of Things, Walked Out To The Garden Crying.

War Is Good Business Invest Your Son