Birthdays are wonderful things; our own new year's celebration. By my birthday I am hoping to be more focused on my chaos. Because it isn't you know, chaos; it is just the things you don't see very clearly. You have to squint to understand the stimulus. See it simultaneously by being centered and off center. I need more time with that. I thank you all in advance for your time. I have enjoyed the verbal, visual and intelectual intercourse I have encountered here and hope to add to the dialogue as well as sit silently and serve an apprenticeship.
Hey Man, this ones just especialy for you read, feel it, imbibe it...It's better to sing about these things ourselves and perform them with the people who it happened to than to have some jounralist one day say' then in 1971, one time when they were at the Mudshark Hotel...' But people have problems with things of a glandular nature in connection with things of a musical nature. They say why, music is way up here, and glands are way down there and they can't get 'em together, but then they are hypocritical because they take a band that doesn't sing about such things directly and couches their language a little and does it with a little choreography and say that that's great and that's real rock and roll. Imagin that there's no difference, we're just honest enough to get up and say 'this is this and that's that and here you are and respond to it' and the response is 'why... I'm hip, but of course I am offended'."Drop out of school before your mind rots from exposure to our mundane educational system. Forget about the Senior Prom and go to the library and *educate yourself* if you've got any guts. Some of you like *pep rallies* and *plastic robots* who tell you what to read. Forget I mentioned it.*This song has no message.* Rise for the flag salute.
I haven't been in highschool since 1980. Just I have recently been inspired to stretch myself. Politically, artistically and spiritually. I have much to learn, I was just attracted to these classrooms without walls.
