The real aim of music is to co-ordinate the minds of the people into an intelligent reach for a better world and an intelligent approach to the living future.
I’m not a prophet. I’m a destiny-changer. It’s all right to prophesy, but the best thing to do is change things, if you’ve got the power.
But recently I began to feel that maybe I wouldn’t be able to do what I want to do and need to do with American musicians, who are imprisoned behind these bars; music’s got these bars and measures you know.
Bach and Beethoven, all of them, they had to write something to please the upper structure, those with money and power.
I am a musician, but I’m another type of musician.
Space is not only high, it’s low. It’s a bottomless pit.
The world is in such a bad condition that if they don’t find what you call a redeemer, every man, woman and child on this planet will be eliminated.
Sometimes in the ignorance I feel the meaning Invincible invisible wisdom, And I commune with intuitive instinct With the force that made life be And since it made life be It is greater than life And since it let extinction be It is greater than extinction. I commune with feelings more than prayer.
Freedom of Speech is Freedom of Music.
With music you can express any emotion, you can paint pictures...
I’m not a minister, I’m not a philosopher, I’m not a politician, I’m in another category.
I use music as a medium to talk to people.
I see people as they really are from a pure point of view.
A world is in danger, this planet is in great danger!
Music is a language, a universal language.
Heaven is where you’ll be when you are okay right where you are.
All these other nations seem to appreciate what I’m doing and they want me to play the furthest out things.
I always say it’s not my Arkestra, it belongs to some other force which wants certain things, to reach people.
In some far off place, many light years in space, I’ll wait for you. Where human feet have never trod, where human eyes have never seen. I’ll build a world of abstract dreams and wait for you.
It ain’t necessarily so that it ain’t necessarily so.
History is His story. You haven’t heard my story.