Sometimes I Looked At Them And Sometimes

The Grateful Dead Are Our Religion. This Is A Religion That Doesn't Pay Homage To The God That All The Other Religions Pay Homage To.

Turns Me On So Loud It's Like No Sound, Everybody Yelling At Me Hands Over Their Ears From Behind A Glass Wall, Faces Working Around In Talk Circles But No Sound From The Mouths. My Sound Soaks Up All Other Sound.

Along The Western Slopes Of The Oregon Coastal Range . . . Come Look: The Hysterical Crashing Of Tributaries As They Merge Into The Wakonda Auga River . . .

Me And Norman Mailer Have Talked About How Hard It Is In America To Get Better. Especially At Writing.

He Knows That There's No Better Way In The World To Aggravate Somebody Who's Trying To Make It Hard For You Than By Acting Like You're Not Bothered.