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Only You And I Can Help The Sun Rise Each Coming Morning. If We Don't, It May Drench Itself Out In Sorrow. You Special, Miraculous, Unrepeatable, Fragile, Fearful, Tender, Lost, Sparkling Ruby Emerald Jewel, Rainbow Splendor Person. It's Up To You.

I Went To Jail For 11 Days For Disturbing The Peace; I Was Trying To Disturb The War.

To Sing Is To Praise God And The Daffodils, And To Praise God Is To Thank Him, In Every Note Within My Small Range, And Every Color In The Tones Of My Voice, With Every Look Into The Eyes Of My Audience, To Thank Him. Thank You, God, For Letting Me Be Born, For Giving Me Eyes To See The Daffodils Lean In The Wind, All My Brothers, All My Sisters, For Giving Me Ears To Hear Crying, Legs To Come Running, Hands To Smooth Damp Hair, A Voice To Laugh With And To Sing With...to Sing To You And The Daffodils.

I Have Been True To The Principles Of Nonviolence, Developing A Stronger And Stronger Aversion To The Ideologies Of Both The Far Right And The Far Left And A Deeper Sense Of Rage And Sorrow Over The Suffering They Continue To Produce All Over The World.

People Say I'm Such A Pessimist, But I Always Was. It Never Stopped Me From Doing What I Had To Do. I Would Say I'm A Realist.