The Closer You Get To Real Matter,

The Dream Is Already Ended And We're Already Awake In The Golden Eternity.

I Was Halfway Across America, At The Dividing Line Between The East Of My Youth And The West Of My Future.

I Have All The Time In The World From Life To Life To Do What Is To Do, To Do What Is Done, To Do The Timeless Doing.

Books, Shmooks, This Sickness Has Got Me Wishing If I Can Ever Get Out Of This I'll Gladly Become A Millworker And Shut My Big Mouth.

One Man Practicing Kindness In The Wilderness Is Worth All The Temples This World Pulls.