I want to live simply. I want to sit by the window when it rains and read books I’ll never be tested on. I want to paint because I want to, not because I’ve got something to prove. I want to listen to my body, fall asleep when the moon is high and wake up slowly, with no place to rush off to. I want not to be governed by money or clocks or any of the artificial restraints that humanity imposes on itself. I just want to be, boundless and infinite.
Whether you do drugs or not:
Pot is a plant, mushrooms are a fungus among us, and peyote is a cactus.
All natural, sprouting forth from Mother Earth-, they have a right to be here, just as much right as me or you.
The Earth doesn’t belong to us, we belong to earth… Freedom doesn’t exist if nature is illegal.