PLAYBOY: Are there any heroes or saints these days?
DYLAN: A saint is a person who gives of himself totally and freely, without strings. He is neither deaf nor blind. And yet he's both. He's the master of his own reality, the voice of simplicity. The trick is to stay away from mirror images. The only true mirrors are puddles of water.
PLAYBOY: How are mirrors different from puddles?
DYLAN: The image you see in a puddle of water is consumed by depth: An image you see when you look into a piece of glass has no depth or life-flutter movement. Of course, you might want to check your tie. And, of course, you might want to see if the make-up is on straight.
PLAYBOY: We asked about heroes and saints and began talking about saints How about heroes?
DYLAN: A hero is anyone who walks to his own drummer.
PLAYBOY: Shouldn't people look to others to be heroes?
DYLAN: No; when people look to other for heroism, they're looking for heroism in an imaginary character.
PLAYBOY: Maybe that in part explains why many seized upon you as that imaginary character.
DYLAN: I'm not an imaginary character, though.
PLAYBOY: You say you don't feel Jewish. But what about your sense of God?
DYLAN: I feel a heartfelt God. I don't particularly think that God wants me thinking about Him all the time. I think that would be a tremendous burden on Him, you know. He's got enough people asking Him for favors. He's got enough people asking Him to pull strings. I'll pull my own strings, you
know. I remember seeing a Time magazine on an airplane a few years back and it had a big cover headline, "IS GOD DEAD?" I mean, that was - would you think that was a responsible thing to do? What does God think of that? I mean, if you were God, how would you like to see that written about yourself?
PLAYBOY: What do you think is beyond ?
DYLAN: You mean, what do I think is in the great unknown? [Pause] Sounds, echoes of laughter.
PLAYBOY: Do you feel there's some sense of karmic balance in the universe, that you suffer for acts of bad faith?
DYLAN: Of course. I. think everybody knows that's true. After you've lived long enough, you realize that's the case. You can get away with anything for a while. But it's like Poe's The Tell-Tale Heart or Dostoievsky's Crime and Punishment: Somewhere along the line, sooner or later, you're going to have to pay.
PLAYBOY: Do you feel you've paid for what you got away with earlier?
DYLAN: Right now, I'm about even.
PLAYBOY: Isn't that what you said after your motorcycle accident - "Something had to be evened up"?
PLAYBOY: And you meant. . . ?
DYLAN: I meant my back wheel had to be aligned. [Laughter]
PLAYBOY: Could it be there's an undiscovered twin or a double to Bob Dylan?
DYLAN: Someplace on the planet, there's a double of me walking around. Could very possibly be.
PLAYBOY: Any messages for your double?
DYLAN: Love will conquer everything - I suppose.
posted by Ian 7/10/2003 11:28:00 AM