Could it be that the planets are castaway heads.
We cannot tolerate one mistake from others, and yet God tolerates a planet covered with His own creation that live their entire lives sinning and denying Him, and yet continues to feed, clothe and protect them.
In my planet, fashion, I'm the only straight man.
It seems probable that humans have been on the planet, with much the same brain, for about 250,000 years.
And then when I went to Chicago, that's when I had these outer space experiences and went to the other planets.
I put up my thumb and it blotted out the planet Earth.
You come to the planet with nothing and you leave with nothing, so youd better do some good while you are here.
Music is another planet.
I totally think we have a future on the planet. I just think that we have to get away from Western thinking, which is very much founded on dualisms.
Our lives are so short. And our time on this planet is so precious. All we have is each other.
Men exist on the planet. We have to deal with them at some point.
If we were to care about every person suffering on this planet, life would shut down.
You're going to have to change the priorities of your life, if you love this planet.
If something's going wrong with this planet we'd better fix it here and not look for some sort of escape.
The idea that we're somehow centrally important to the planet's existence is pretty comical - although I'd like us to be.
This planet is for everyone, borders are for no one. It's all about freedom.
I've lived many places on the planet, and I still have friends in many places.
We're the only species that have crapped up the planet and the only species that can clean it up.
The planet is asleep and it's the fault of musicians who are untrue to themselves.
I become more convinced that beings from other planets are using the Earth as a lunatic asylum