I Was Having A Wonderful Time And

And Never Really Thought I'd Amount To Anything. It Was Precisely What I Wanted The Whole World To Think; Then I Could Sneak In, If That's What They Wanted, And Sneak Out Again, Which I Did.

What Does It Mean That I Am In This Endless Universe, Thinking That I'm A Man Sitting Under The Stars On The Terrace Of The Earth, But Actually Empty And Awake Throughout The Emptiness And Awakedness Of Everything? It Means That I'm Empty And Awake, That I Know I'm Empty And Awake, And That There's No Difference Between Me And Anything Else.

Avoid The World, It's Just A Lot Of Dust And Drag And Means Nothing In The End.

Because The Only People For Me Are The Mad Ones.

Things Are So Hard To Figure Out When You Live From Day To Day In This Feverish And Silly World.