It Was Like Being At An Arabian

An Artist Is Somebody Who Enters Into Competition With God.

Toyland, Toyland . . . Once You Pass Its Portals You May Never Return Again.

Why Do People Want To Know Exactly Who I Am? Am I A Poet? Am I This Or That? I've Always Made People Wary. First They Called Me A Rock Poet. Then I Was A Poet That Dabbled In Rock. Then I Was A Rock Person Who Dabbled In Art.

I Love Being Alive. I Like Being A Human Being.

I Was Quite An Insomniac. I Rarely Slept As A Child. Having God To Talk To At Night Was Nice.