Presumably, If You See Spirit At The

Who’ll Come Lie Down In The Dark With Me Belly To Belly And Knee To Knee Who’ll Look Into My Hooded Eye Who’ll Lie Down Under My Darkened Thigh?

Holy The Supernatural Extra Brilliant Intelligent Kindness Of The Soul!

Visions! Omens! Hallucinations! Miracles! Ecstasies! Gone Down The American River! Dreams! Adorations! Illumnations! Religions! The Whole Boatload Of Sensitive Bullshit!

To Gain Your Own Voice, Forget About Having It Heard. Become A Saint Of Your Own Province And Your Own Consciousness.

I Never Dreamed The Sea So Deep, The Earth So Dark; So Long My Sleep, I Have Become Another Child. I Wake To See The World Go Wild.