Every Mind Is At Least As Heavy

And When You Don't Have To Talk To The Person Next To You, That's Real Clean. Takes A Certain Thing Not To Try To Keep Anything Up, Not To Have To Entertain One Another.

Seeing Sound, The High Order Stuff That's Not Audible Still Affects How Everything Else Behaves. There Might Be A Visual Metaphor For That Somewhere.

How Many Beethovens Are There That Just For Lack Of The Training, The World Doesn't Get Exposed To.

I Equate Deadheads To People That Like Black Licorice. There Aren't Many People That Like Black Licorice, But The Ones That Do, Really Really Like It! Or Buttermilk, Or Whatever.

I Think It's Too Bad That Everybody's Decided To Turn On Drugs, I Don't Think Drugs Are The Problem. Crime Is The Problem. Cops Are The Problem. Money's The Problem. But Drugs Are Just Drugs.