You Too Must Seek The Sun.

To Gain Your Own Voice, Forget About Having It Heard. Become A Saint Of Your Own Province And Your Own Consciousness.

The Combination Of Drugs, Homosexuality, Some Good Prose Recited On Screen. . . . In The Sweat Lodge Ceremony We Went Through, Did You Get Any Glimpse Of The Ugly Spirit, What That Was Historically Or Biographically?

I Believe That We Are Put Here In Human Form To Decipher The Hieroglyphs Of Love And Suffering. And, There Is No Degree Of Love Or Intensity Of Feeling That Does Not Bring With It The Possibility Of A Crippling Hurt. But, It Is A Duty To Take That Risk And Love Without Reserve Or Defense.

Follow Your Inner Moonlight; Don't Hide The Madness.

Who Dreamt And Made Incarnate Gaps In Time & Space Through Images Juxtaposed, And Trapped The Archangel Of The Soul Between 2 Visual Images And Joined The Elemental Verbs And Set The Noun And Dash Of Consciousness Together Jumping With Sensation Of Pater Omnipotens Aeterna Deus To Recreate The Syntax And Measure Of Poor Human Prose And Stand Before You Speechless And Intelligent And Shaking With Shame