When I was younger I used to keep a notebook for writing things that inspired me or caught my attention. I remember it was a red 5-subject notebook. I'd jot down unwritten song lyrics, quotes and one-liners I would make up myself. I guess it was the closest I had to a full-fledged journal. Anyway - I found the notebook recently, packed away with all my old notebooks and magazines. The red cover is long gone and the spriral binding is bent and starting to rust. Most of the yellowed pages are starting to fade.
Rereading it brings back a sense of wonder and embarrasement. When you're 17 things sure look different.

I sure am glad I found that book.

Beware you paranoid masses
My eyes are everywhere and it's
only a matter of time before you
wind up in my little red book.

The size of the dent you make in the cosmos
cannot be compared to anyone else's
only to the previous of your own

Thrown into the sea -
too many merely sink or swim
great is he who tries to Navigate!

A thought floats around
is given a label and becomes an idea
But anyone can tap into that thought
and give it their own label

A basic lack of common sense often preceeds invention!

Don't take the examples of your idols as road maps to the same destination;
Let them influence you to begin your own trip

Physical dominance must be achieved by the weak minded as a subsitute for lack of thought
Mental dominance must be achieved as a substitute for lack of personality.

"...But something held me back
Perhaps I was stopped by that level of feeling, deeper than thought
Which contains the truth"

Interesting. Take a genius out of his environment and he becomes an idiot.
Is it better to be functional at many things or truly exceptional at just one?

"Everything has to evolve or else it perishes"

If you give everything else away
Or it is stripped of you
Never compromise your thoughts
They can't take them away
and they're the only true definition of who you are

Hanging on to a solitary thread of individuality
While being pulled into the meat grinder of conformity...

"...and all the world will hate you
Prince with a thousand enemies,
and when they catch you, they will kill you

But first, they must catch you"

"It was a part of my dream
but, of course,
I was a part of it's dream too"

"I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately
I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life
to put to rout all that was not life, and not when I had come to die,
discover that I had not lived"

There is no pain so great that a little guilt can't worsen it

Leave it to me to dicatate my reality