If you are ever drowned or hung, be sure and make a note of your sensations.
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy In the instant that I preach
You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.
All the money you made will never buy back your soul.
He did ten years in Attica, reading Nietzsche and Wilhelm Reich.
The dirt of gossip blows into my face and the dust rumors cover me. But if the arrow is straight and the point is slick, it can pierce through dust no matter how thick.
You have to work out where your place is. And who you are. But we're all spirit. That's all we are, we're just walking dressed up in a suit of skin, and we're going to leave that behind.
In 2003. . . the White House conspired with an oil-company funded think tank to block a major government scientific report that sought to spell out the dangers of climate change to Americans.
It's part of Satan, I think, to say that this is "gay". It's anything but gay.
The writing is all done, so it's all about verbalizing everything from point A to point B, and certainly there's a bit of politics involved, so it's a different thing.
Give, and thou shalt receive. Give thoughts of cheer,Of courage and success, to friend and stranger. And from a thousand sources, far and near,Strength will be sent thee in thy hour of danger.