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I Do Dumb Stuff, Like Playing My Favorite Dumb Barry White Song And Lip-synching Into The Mirror So It Looks Like His Voice Is Coming Out Of My Mouth.

We Don’t Create A Fantasy World To Escape Reality, We Create It To Be Able To Stay. I Believe We Have Always Done This, Used Images To Stand And Understand What Otherwise Would Be Intolerable.

By The 6th Grade I Stopped Doing Ordinary Things In Front Of People. It Had Been Ordinary To Sing, Kids Are Singing All The Time When They Are Little, But Then Something Happens. It's Not That We Stop Singing. I Still Sang. I Just Made Sure I Was Alone When I Did It. And I Made Sure I Never Did It Accidentally. That Thing We Call 'bursting Into Song.' I Believe This Happens To Most Of Us. We Are Still Singing, But Secretly And All Alone.

In Life There Are Always These Things Happening If You Can Just Get The Joke.

The Groove Is So Mysterious. We're Born With It And We Lose It And The World Seems To Split Apart Before Our Eyes Into Stupid And Cool. When We Get It Back, The World Unifies Around Us, And Both Stupid And Cool Fall Away. I Am Grateful To Those Who Are Keepers Of The Groove. The Babies And The Grandmas Who Hang On To It And Help Us Remember When We Forget That Any Kind Of Dancing Is Better Than No Dancing At All.