Like Shakespeare, I too am often occupied with the pursuit of my creative endeavors and dealing with all aspects of life's mundane matters. "Who are … - Bob Dylan

It´s alright, Ma, Things have changed.
Tangled up in blue, Just like a woman, Like a rolling stone.
Most of the time, Mr Tamburin Man Gotta serve somebody.

All I really want to do, Can´t wait, Soon after midnight –
Visions of Joanna, Lay lady lay, Make you feel my love.
The man in me, This dream of you, Things have changed.

Simple twist of fate, One too many mornings, Things have changed.
Saved! Roll on John, Masters of War, Must be Santa.
Seven days, Shelter from the storm, Life is hard.

The actor Tony Curtis once told me that fame is an occupation in itself, that it is a separate thing. And Tony couldn't be more right. The old image slowly faded and in time I found myself no longer under
the canopy of some malignant influence. Eventually different anachronisms were thrust upon me — anachronisms of lesser dilemma — though they might seem bigger. Legend, Icon, Enigma (Buddha in European Clothes was my favorite) — stuff like that, but that was all right. These titles were placid and harmless, threadbare, easy to get around with them. Prophet, Messiah, Savior — those are tough ones.

I am a writer an a singer of the words I write I am no speaker nor any politician an my songs speak for me because I write them in the confinement of my own mind an have t cope with no one except my own self.