What Is Obscenity? And To Whom?

Let Go Of The Spirit Of The Departed, And Continue The Celebration Of Your Own Life.

I Heard You Asking Questions Of Each: Who Killed The Pork Chops? What Price Bananas? Are You My Angel?

Strange Now To Think Of You, Gone Without Corsets & Eyes, While I Walk On The Sunny Pavement Of Greenwich Village. Downtown Manhattan, Clear Winter Noon, And I've Been Up All Night, Talking, Talking, Reading The Kaddish Aloud, Listening To Ray Charles Blues Shout Blind On The Phonograph

The First Person Who Really Showed Me The Ugly Spirit Was Brion Gysin. "the Ugly Spirit Shot Joan Because . . ." And I Never Found Out Why. This Brion Wrote Out On A Piece Of Paper In A Sort Of Trance State.

The Suffering Itself Is Not So Bad; It's The Resentment Against Suffering That Is The Real Pain.