... I Started To Die 36 Hours

When I Stop Doing The Things That Make Me Unhappy, I Will Experience The Happiness That Is That Natural State Of Being. See, I Don't Think We Were Created With Some Pain And Misery And Whatever. I Think We Were Created By Whatever This Thing Is, When It Extended Itself, And, Here We Are. But I Pile On So Many Misconceptions That I End Up Uncomfortable In My Own Skin.

I Have Rituals For Cleaning Out Resentments, Disappointments, Heartbreak, Depression And For Work. One Of The Things I Do Is Go Over Old Stuff If I Have Been Unable To Write For A While.

Angels Is A Tough Word, Because It Is So Involved With Organized Religion And Everything Else. I Do Know, Absolutely, From My Experience, There Are Some Kind Of Spiritual Entities - Force, Power, Intelligence - That Guide Me Through Each And Every Day, As Long As I'm Willing To Accept, Recognize, And Surrender To Their Guidance. It's Always There, But There Are Times When I Insist Upon Having My Way.

No Matter How Beautiful The Outside May Be, The Inside Still Has Feelings And Needs That Just Words Don't Fulfill.

I Think Mozart, Like You, Is An Example Of Someone Who Has The Gods Moving Through Him, And His Religion Was Creation.