And So This Is Christmas...what Have You

Speaking As Somebody Who's Been In The Drug Scene, It's Not Something You Can Go On And On Doing, You Know. It's Like Drink, Or Anything, You've Got To Come To Terms With It. You Know, Like Too Much Food, Or Too Much Anything. You've Got To Get Out Of It. You're Left With Yourself All The Time, Whatever You Do--you Know, Meditation, Drugs Or Anything. But You've Got To Get Down To Your Own God And Your Own Temple In Your Head.

From Our Earliest Days In Liverpool, George And I On The One Hand And Paul On The Other Had Different Musical Tastes. Paul Preferred 'pop Type' Music And We Preferred What Is Now Called 'underground'. This May Have Led To Arguments, Particularly Between Paul And George, But The Contrast In Tastes, I'm Sure, Did More Good Than Harm, Musically Speaking, And Contributed To Our Success.

You're Jeans Are Full Of Crap. You're Full Of Beans, You're In You Teens. You've Lost Your Mama's Road Map.

There Are Two Basic Motivating Forces: Fear And Love. When We Are Afraid, We Pull Back From Life. When We Are In Love, We Open To All That Life Has To Offer With Passion, Excitement, And Acceptance. We Need To Learn To Love Ourselves First, In All Our Glory And Our Imperfections. If We Cannot Love Ourselves, We Cannot Fully Open To Our Ability To Love Others Or Our Potential To Create. Evolution And All Hopes For A Better World Rest In The Fearlessness And Open-hearted Vision Of People Who Embrace Life.

The Continual Awareness Of What Was Going On Made Me Feel Ashamed I Wasn't Saying Anything. I Burst Out Because I Could No Longer Play That Game Any More, It Was Just Too Much For Me.