I've Heard That While The Show Was

Once I Chanted The Hare Krishna Mantra All The Way From France To Portugal, Nonstop. I Drove For About Twenty-three Hours And Chanted All The Way. It Gets You Feeling A Bit Invincible. The Funny Thing Was That I Didn't Even Know Where I Was Going. I Mean I Had Bought A Map, And I Knew Basically Which Way I Was Aiming, But I Couldn't Speak French, Spanish, Or Portuguese. But None Of That Seemed To Matter. You Know, Once You Get Chanting, Then Things Start To Happen Transcendentally.

We Don't Belong Here, But In The Spiritual Sky: As L'm Fated For The Material World, Get Frustrated In The Material World, Senses Never Gratified, Only Swelling Like A Tide, That Could Drown Me In The Material World.

I Believe I Love My Guitar More Than The Others Love Theirs. For John And Paul, Songwriting Is Pretty Important And Guitar Playing Is A Means To An End. While They're Making Up New Tunes I Can Thoroughly Enjoy Myself Just Doodling Around With A Guitar For A Whole Evening. I'm Fascinated By New Sounds I Can Get From Different Instruments I Try Out. I'm Not Sure That Makes Me Particularly Musical. Just Call Me A Guitar Fanatic Instead, And I'll Be Satisfied.

People Have To Have The Desire Within Themselves To Find Out Who They Are. Who Am I And What Am I Doing Here And Where Am I Going? Those Sort Of Basic Questions. Even Without Picking Up A Book Or Anything. If They Just Ask Themselves That Sincerely, In The Quiet Of The Night, The Door Will Open.

Everyone Should Have Themselves Regularly Overwhelmed By Nature