I Want People To Bow As They

…we’re All Beautiful Golden Sunflowers Inside, We’re All Blessed By Our Own Seed & Golden Hairy Naked Accomplishment (sunflower Sutra)

Presumably, If You See Spirit At The Moment It Gained Access, Then It'll Be Dropped.

So I Had A Choice Between Going To A Jail Or Going To A Bughouse Like A Nice Young Middle-class Student. So I Chose To Go To A Very Polite Mental Hospital. When I Left Eight Months Later, They Said, 'you Were Never Psychotic. You Were Just An Average Neurotic.'

The Hero Surviving His Own Murder, His Own Suicide, His Own Addiction, Surviving His Own Disappearance From The Scene

Many Seek And Never See, Anyone Can Tell Them Why. O They Weep And O They Cry And Never Take Until They Try Unless They Try It In Their Sleep And Never Some Until They Die. I Ask Many, They Ask Me. This Is A Great Mystery.