I'm Like A One-woman Protest Machine.

I Had To De-program Myself. From Myself. Had To Reinvent Rituals Of Purification. So Full Of The Vagrant Pollutions Of Others. It Was Time To Detox. Not Only From Alcohol, Sex, And Drugs, But From Needy Leeches Who Looked To Swab Me With Their Sores. Detox From My Own Needy Lechery. Had To Locate The Center Wound And Cauterize. Undo The Original Sin, The Origin Of My Sickness...had To Learn To Replace Them, It, Want, Hurt, Anger, Sorrow, Loss, With Power, Healing, Wisdom, Fulfillment, Satisfaction.

If People Could Understand How Much Pleasure They Could Have By Themselves, I Think Everyone Would Be A Lot Saner. I Think That People Really Need A Dose Of Quality Time With One's Self.

There Is So Much In The World To Hate, Why Hate Yourself?

I'm Like A One-woman Protest Machine.

The American Way Of Life, As I See It, Is Really The American Way Of Death. Everything Is Determined By Greed And The Insatiable Desire To Be The Richest And Most Powerful. And That Desire Is Limitless.