The Need To Find Out What Will

Say I Feel All Sad And Self-indulgent, Then Get Stung By A Wasp, My Misery Feels Quite Abstract And I Long Just To Be In Spiritual Pain Once More - 'damn You Tiny Assassin, Clad In Yellow And Black, How I Crave My Former Innocence Where Melancholy Was My Only Trial'.

A Halloween-haired, Sachsgate-enacting, Estuary-whining, Glitter-lacquered, Priapic Berk How Dare I, From My Velvet Chaise Longue, In My Hollywood Home Like Kubla Khan, Drag My Limbs From My Harem To Moan About The System? A System That Has Posited Me On A Lilo Made Of Thighs In An Ocean Filled With Honey And Foie Gras'd My Essex Arse With Undue Praise And Money.

The One Measure Of True Love Is: You Can Insult The Other. --slavoj Zizek

As Long As We Prioritize Material Truths Over Spiritual Truths We Will Live In Tyranny Because We Are Living An Illusion

One Of The Great Sadnesses Of Modern Life, Because Of Our Disenfranchisement And Disillusionment With Religion, Is That We Don't Have Access To These Ideas. Yoga And Meditation, For Me, Is A Way Of, In This Secular World, Accessing Very Very Beautiful Principles That Would Perhaps Make Us Happier, At A Time When People Feel Disillusioned With The Economy, Concerned About The Ecology, Worried With Politicians, And Don't Trust What They're Being Told On Television.