Things You Think You're Saying For The

To Vik Lovell Who Told Me Dragons Did Not Exist, Then Led Me To Their Lairs.

It's Time To Move On To The Next Step In The Psychedelic Revolution. We've Reached A Certain Point, But We're Not Moving Any More.

No, My Friend. We Are Lunatics From The Hospital Up The Highway, Psycho-ceramics, The Cracked Pots Of Mankind. Would You Like Me To Decipher A Rorschach For You?

I'd Take A Look At My Own Self In The Mirror And Wonder How It Was Possible That Anybody Could Manage Such An Enormous Thing As Being What He Was.

The Haight Is Just A Place; The '60s Was A Spirit.