Weird and freaky nights followed by strange and twisted mornings... Eating ten strips and peeling back the surface of reality... Falling in and falling out and being blown up and falling off my bucket and watching my universe collapse in on itself... being transformed digitally... bending the fine line of genius and insanity... basking in the sun speck aspect of this divine and shadowy mystic query... buying the ticket and taking the ride... being on the bus... dragging myself through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix... being strange and scared from not knowing the machines of self in mind.
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