Torn between my identification with the underdog and my wild ambition to save the world I find myself frequently washed up on the shore of confusion. If you ask your Sufi neighbor who their superstars are he'll patiently explain that they have none. None that you've ever heard of.
I've never struggled with my obscurity. I've reveled in it, wallowed in it. I have read in the magazines more than once that I am geographically challenged. I've come to accept my role as limited. Really limited. Well, I love Elvis and I idolize Gandhi. Einstein and Jesus are my heroes. Same with Marilyn and Gabby Hayes.
If I ever touch one heart I will be grateful.