You Too Must Seek The Sun.

I Never Dreamed The Sea So Deep, The Earth So Dark; So Long My Sleep, I Have Become Another Child. I Wake To See The World Go Wild.

To Get On Screen With The Talking Asshole, Quite A Feat. And It's Certainly Going To Be A Cult Film That People Will Be Seeing.

No Monster Vibration, No Snake Universe Hallucinations. Many Tiny Jeweled Violet Flowers Along The Path Of A Living Brook That Looked Like Blake's Illustration For A Canal In Grassy Eden: Huge Pacific Watery Shore, Orlovsky Dancing Naked Like Shiva Long-haired Before Giant Green Waves, Titanic Cliffs That Wordsworth Mentioned In His Own Sublime, Great Yellow Sun Veiled With Mist Hanging Over The Planet's Oceanic Horizon. No Harm.

America, Why Are Your Libraries Full Of Tears?

The Only Thing That Can Save The World Is The Reclaiming Of The Awareness Of The World. That's What Poetry Does. By Poetry I Mean The Imagining Of What Has Been Lost And What Can Be Found - The Imagining Of Who We Are And The Slow Realization Of It.