We Were On The Roof Of America

Everything I Wrote Was True Because I Believed What I Saw.

Ah, If I Could Realize, If I Could Forget Myself And Devote My Meditations To The Freeing, The Awakening And The Blessedness Of All Living Creatures Everywhere I'd Realize What There Is, Is Ecstasy.

Mind Is The Maker, For No Reason At All, For All This Creation, Created To Fall.

If You Own A Rug You Own Too Much.

Finding Nirvana Is Like Locating Silence.