Imagine All The People Living Life In

One Thing I Can Tell You Is You Have To Be Free. Come Together, Right Now, Over Me.

Sarcasim Is The Lowest Form Of Humor.

The Beatles Had Gone Beyond Comprehension. We Were Smoking Marijuana For Breakfast. We Were Well Into Marijuana And Nobody Could Communicate With Us, Because We Were Just Glazed Eyes, Giggling All The Time.

I Used To Say To My Auntie, 'you Throw My Fu*kin' Poetry Out, And You'll Regret It When I'm Famous,' And She Threw The Bast*rd Stuff Out. I Never Forgave Her For Not Treating Me Like A Fu*kin' Genius Or Whatever I Was When I Was A Child.

Millions Of Mind Guerrillas, Raising The Spirit Of Peace And Love, Not War.