If you don't die of thirst, there are blessings in the desert. You can be pulled into limitlessness, which we all yearn for, or you can do the beauty of minutiae, the scrimshaw of tiny and precise. The sky is your ocean, and the crystal silence will uplift you like great gospel music, or Neil Young.
Have you ever thought that war is a madhouse and that everyone in the war is a patient?
I got arrested once on stage in Memphis for looking too much like Liza Minnelli.

