The Fundamentalists Have Taken The Fun Out

We Made Love. How Pedestrian The Words Look-trite, Worn, Practically Featureless With Use-but How Can One Better Describe That Which Happens When It Happens? That Creation? That Magic Blending? I Might Say We Became Figures In A Mesmerized Dance Before The Rocking Talisman Of The Moon, Starting Slow, So Slow... A Pair Of Feathers Drifting Through Clear Liquid Substance Of Sky... Gradually Accelerating, Faster And Faster And Finally Into Photon Existence Of Pure Light... As My Whole Straining Body Burst Like Fluid Electricity Into Hers.

Now, You’re Either On The Bus Or You’re Off The Bus.

Nowhere Else In History Has There Ever Been A Flag That Stands For The Right To Burn Itself. This Is The Fractal Of Our Flag. It Stands For The Right To Destroy Itself.

I Don't Think You Fully Understand The Public, My Friend; In This Country, When Something Is Out Of Order, Then The Quickest Way To Get It Fixed Is The Best Way.

Lsd Lets You In On Something. When You're Tripping, The Idea Of Race Disappears; The Idea Of Sex Disappears; You Don't Even Know What Species You Are Sometimes. And I Don't Know Of Anybody Who Hasn't Come Back From That Being More Humane, More Thoughtful, More Understanding.