Visions Of
Fervor in my mental steps from one such KEROUAC, the buddha beast, abstaining and gaining cracked up and decoded in the smoothest of streams, I too flow, and GO, and am on my way to the silent, silent eve. amen.
[YER literary energy, the one that feeds your mind's cogs, and subsequently your physicality. If you find that you are dispassioned, grab word after word--from lyric, book, conversation--and get up and go!]
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plunging off some nameless cataract that would be famous if found and every fibre in my cracking body is warring for the blood in it, the earth is a circle kind, no thanks heroin man, gimme that old tyme _____, i am unregistered animal.
"omenedu" is the captcha below. how is your road trip
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