Visions! Omens! Hallucinations! Miracles! Ecstasies! Gone Down

I Have A New Method Of Poetry. All You Got To Do Is Look Over Your Notebooks... Or Lay Down On A Couch, And Think Of Anything That Comes Into Your Head, Especially The Miseries. Then Arrange In Lines Of Two, Three Or Four Words Each, Don't Bother About Sentences, In Sections Of Two, Three Or Four Lines Each.

I Don't Do Anything With My Life Except Romanticize And Decay With Indecision.

It's Time We Did Something To Assert Ourselves. After All, We Do Comprise 10% Of The Population.

Marijuana Is A Useful Catalyst For Specific Optical And Aural Aesthetic Perceptions. I Apprehended The Structure Of Certain Pieces Of Jazz And Classical Music In A New Manner Under The Influence Of Marijuana, And These Apprehensions Have Remained Valid In Years Of Normal Consciousness.

…we’re All Beautiful Golden Sunflowers Inside, We’re All Blessed By Our Own Seed & Golden Hairy Naked Accomplishment (sunflower Sutra)