Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty !
Through the darkness of future past, the magician longs to see, one chance out between two worlds, fire walk with me!
I don't know why people expect art to make sense. They accept the fact that life doesn't make sense.
I like things that go into hidden, mysterious places, places I want to explore that are very disturbing. In that disturbing thing, there is sometimes tremendous poetry and truth.
I'm not comfortable with words. I love images ,and I love sounds, and I love feelings. I like the idea of intuition. I think a lot of things in life are understood that way. But you internalize these things; they don't really pop out. Certain things are built inside - little areas of understanding. I feel that I live in darkness and confusion, and I'm trying, like we all are, to make some sort of sense of it.
There is this unbounded, infinite, eternal, level, ocean, within every human being. Inner happiness comes with consciousness, bliss, intelligence comes with it. Creativity, love. Human beings have a potential and it has names like enlightenment or fulfilment, or liberation. True happiness is not out there, true happiness lies within. They say beauty is only skin deep but it's this stuff coming from the inside, absolute vibrant consciousness, absolute bliss
Mankind was not meant to suffer -- bliss is our nature. The individual is cosmic. Let's rock.
Of this stamp is the cant of, Not men, but measures.
Upon him the contempt of three planets descended.
The infinite, absolute character of Virtue has passed into a finite, conditional one; it is no longer a worship of the Beautiful and Good; but a calculation of the Profitable.
I sleep so much better at night, knowing that America is protected from thin pickles and fast ketchup.