We Lay On Our Backs Looking At

Practice Kindness All Day To Everybody And You Will Realize You're Already In Heaven Now.

How Clear The Realization One Is Going Mad -- The Mind Has A Silence, Nothing Happens In The Physique, Urine Gathers In Your Loins, Your Ribs Contract.

And Silence Is The Golden Mountain

Equally Empty, Equally To Be Loved, Equally A Coming Buddha

Last Night I Walked Clear Down To Times Square & Just As I Arrived I Suddenly Realized I Was A Ghost - It Was My Ghost Walking On The Sidewalk.