I have lots of ideas. The problem for me has always been which one to do.
I want to be able to be alone, to find it nourishing - not just a waiting.
It is easier to endure than to change. But once one has changed, what was endured is hard to recall.
The white race is the cancer of human history, it is the white race, and it aloneits ideologies and inventionswhich eradicates autonomous civilizations wherever it spreads, which has upset the ecological balance of the planet, which now threatens the very existence of life itself.
. . . what I write is smarter than I am. Because I can rewrite it.
What is the most beautiful in virile men is something feminine; what is most beautiful in feminine women is something masculine.
All understanding begins with our not accepting the world as it appears.
I should have written books instead of reading them.
"It is light that reveals, light that obscures, light that communicates. It is light I "listen" to. The light late in the day has a distinct quality, as it fades toward the darkness of evening. After sunset there is a gentle leaving of the light, the air begins to still, and a quiet descends. I see magic in the quiet light of dusk. I feel quiet, yet intense energy in the natural elements of our habitat. A sense of magic prevails. A sense of mystery. It is a time for contemplation, for listening - a time for making photographs. "
In the face of pain there are no heroes.
I think there are a lot of crazy guys that I've played with in the past. Wayne VanDorp, when I played in Chicago. He wasn't a big name, but my God was he nuts.