The Kingdom Of Heaven Is Within You.

I Was Stuck In The Feeling That One Did Not--was Not Justified In Being Alive Unless One Was Fulfilling Other People's Dreams, Whether They Were Contractual Dreams Or The Public's Dreams, Or Fulfilling My Own Dreams And Illusions About What I Thought I Was Supposed To Be, Which, In Retrospect, Turned Out To Not Be What I Am.

I Felt That Film (let It Be) Was Set Up By Paul For Paul. That Is One Of The Main Reasons The Beatles Ended. I Can't Speak For George, But I Pretty Damn Well Know We Got Fed Up Of Being Sidemen For Paul. After Brian Died, That's What Happened, That's What Began To Happen To Us. The Camera Work Was Set Up To Show Paul And Not Anybody Else. And That's How I Felt About It.

I Could Still Be Forgotten When I'm Dead. I Don't Really Care What Happens When I'm Dead.

That's What The Great Masters And Mistresses Have Been Saying Ever Since Time Began. They Can Point The Way, Leave Signposts And Little Instructions In Various Books That Are Now Called Holy And Worshipped For The Cover Of The Book And Not For What It Says, But The Instructions Are All There For All To See, Have Always Been And Always Will Be.

Try To See It My Way, Only Time Will Tell If I Am Right Or I Am Wrong. While You See It Your Way, There's A Chance That We Might Fall Apart Before Too Long. We Can Work It Out. W E Can Work It Out.