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Partial Morning Ritual

Holy, sigh, exasperation exaspirational ration, thought speed resets, on, saddle up, no brakes, be yon der Weg durch dunkle yonder von der Hey, you, offamycloud generation, old person, dribbling ambiguity, grinning deep inside this next day, we beginning to feel the morning, rising breezes we remember feeling as the aluvial fan east of us heats up these breezes rise to blow night west. Clear sky news/Great Day in the Morning Good as good may be considered really so Good as would make a body enjoy any peace imaginable, for a minute amount of conscious disdefining holy as a child in an old noir on afternoon TV, c. 1954. Brought to your dissatisfied mind, Eureka, fig beetles work as well as Emerald Scarabs Shame on Castaneda don't negate silver birds. Sit in the shade to watch crows form a murder, watch, bear witness, flashes of silver wings in sun. DOING capital decriminalization, mushroom clouds, headspace mindspace freespace, possibly taken, eh who was where first, when commas were taken and breaths got held, for a second, and a did you discover got first for a second, quintillions of electrified go dots got sent, 900 quintillions per second, going on inside you, dear thinkable ready reader, magic window user skill by osmosis.
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kenpepiton
77 / M / Pine Valley CA
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Written by
kenpepiton
77 / M / Pine Valley CA
Published
Jun 2
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47·209
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Worthy mention intentional ness professing shamans aspired inspired daring me to go beyond their bogus science, into the mind we share in words, and numbers, and senses of manifold qualified discerning holygnoshit funny as hell, once you're out. A thousand lines to go...

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