Follow Your Own Weird.

At Every Crossroad, Be Prepared To Bump Into Wonder.

A Born Poet Knows In His Cradle That A Poetic Life Is The Only Life Worth Living.

You're Closer To Your Glory Leaping An Abyss Than Re-upholstering A Rut.

Everything Is Song. Everything Is Silence. Since It All Turns Out To Be Illusion, Perfectly Being What It Is, Having Nothing To Do With Good Or Bad, You Are Free To Die Laughing.

Everything That Ever Happened Is Still Happening. Past, Present And Future Keep Happening In The Eternity Which Is Here And Now.