I love to play for audiences that are simply made of people rather than so-called special people.
I figure I basically am a ghost. I think we all are.
The world is a collective madhouse, its inhabitants are merely faking sanity. It is critical to becoming aware of these aberrations, for pretensions can be the enemy of love.
I think people really want to be happy.
We are running ourselves into a damaged earth. But I am optimistic. I believe that we can change; we must change. As a human race, we are very young and quite primitive. The sooner we learn the greatness of humanity the better off we will all be.
People are smarter than you might think.
Where is the boundary between your thoughts and feelings and my thoughts and feelings? Where does it end – the outer layer of epidermis? If you look at the body as energy – not matter – maybe there’s a possibility we as human beings are more connected to one another than we realize.