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Once I Chanted The Hare Krishna Mantra All The Way From France To Portugal, Nonstop. I Drove For About Twenty-three Hours And Chanted All The Way. It Gets You Feeling A Bit Invincible. The Funny Thing Was That I Didn't Even Know Where I Was Going. I Mean I Had Bought A Map, And I Knew Basically Which Way I Was Aiming, But I Couldn't Speak French, Spanish, Or Portuguese. But None Of That Seemed To Matter. You Know, Once You Get Chanting, Then Things Start To Happen Transcendentally.

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I Was Brought Up In The Kind Of Catholic Situation Up Until I Was About Eleven Years Old, Which Was That God Is This Thing That We're Never Going To See, We're Never Going To Meet, But You Still Have To Believe In What We Say. It's Like This Blind Faith In Something That They Can't Show You.

And So My Music, It Doesn't Matter If I Did It 20 Years Ago Or If I Did It Tomorrow. It Doesn't Go With Trends. My Trousers Don't Get Wider And Tighter Every Six Months. My Music Just Stays What It Is, And That's The Way I Like It.

Chanting Doesn't Stop You From Being Creative Or Productive. It Actually Helps You Concentrate. I Think This Would Make A Great Sketch For Television: Imagine All The Workers On The Ford Assembly Line In Detroit, All Of Them Chanting Hare Krishna Hare Krishna While Bolting On The Wheels. Now That Would Be Wonderful. It Might Help Out The Auto Industry, And Probably There Would Be More Decent Cars Too.