May 7, 2001: Before the owl’s final nap
In the past year—I’ve learned to love radio less…and life more. What happened today is the result of yesterday. Therefore I focus on correcting before directing. If we’re control of our own lives, fate doesn’t put us here. It’s we who take the steps toward inner love and piece…fate is the base guitar pretending to participate.
In the past year—I’ve learned to love radio less…and life more. What happened today is the result of yesterday. Therefore I focus on correcting before directing. If we’re control of our own lives, fate doesn’t put us here. It’s we who take the steps toward inner love and piece…fate is the base guitar pretending to participate.
