Candor Disarms Paranoia.

The Typewriter Is Holy The Poem Is Holy The Voice Is Holy The Hearers Are Holy The Ecstacy Is Holy!

Breathe When You Breathe. Walk Where You Walk. Talk When You Talk. Cry When You Cry. Die When You Die. Let Go When You Let Go.

This Is The One And Only Firmament; Therefore It Is The Absolute World. There Is No Other World. The Circle Is Complete. I Am Living In Eternity. The Ways Of This World Are The Ways Of Heaven.

The Apparition Of An Evil, Sick Unconscious Wild City Rose Before Me In Visible Semblance, And About The Dead Buildings In The Barren Air, The Bodies Of The Soul That Built The Wonderland Shuffled And Stalked And Stalked And Lurched In Attitudes Of Immemorial Nightmare All Around.

Naked In Solitary Prison Cell He Looks Down At A Hard-on.