And So This Is Christmas...what Have You

If [sean] Doesn't See Me A Few Days Or If I'm Really, Really Busy, And I Just Sort Of Get A Glimpse Of Him, Or If I'm Feeling Depressed Without Him Even Seeing Me, He Sort Of Picks Up On It. And He Starts Getting That Way. So I Can No Longer Afford To Have Artistic Depressions. If I Start Wallowing In A Depression, He'll Start Coming Down With Stuff, So I'm Sort Of Obligated To Keep Up. And Sometimes I Can't, Because Something Will Make Me Depressed And Sure As Hell He'll Get A Cold Or Trap His Finger In A Door Or Something, And So Now I Have Sort Of More Reason To Stay Healthy Or Bright.

Imagine There's No Countries It Isn't Hard To Do Nothing To Kill Or Die For And No Religion Too Imagine All The People Living Life In Peace.

That's What The Great Masters And Mistresses Have Been Saying Ever Since Time Began. They Can Point The Way, Leave Signposts And Little Instructions In Various Books That Are Now Called Holy And Worshipped For The Cover Of The Book And Not For What It Says, But The Instructions Are All There For All To See, Have Always Been And Always Will Be.

Your Inside Is Out And Your Outside Is In.

Control Yourself. You'll Spurt.