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My fingers are blotched blue. White lines have slid up my nose, slowly dripping down my throat. The gums are heavy and the tongue is soft. The wind drifts through the window and the air floats around me, sustaining my body in an element so untouchable.The wooden walls contain the happenings of the 21st of January. Seven people consume drugs that alter their perception of a world only lived by snowboarders. Australian bodies have traveled half way around the world to pop pills, rack lines, blaze up and drink copious amounts of alcohol; everything built upon a foundation of shredding.Each individual masters their minds to a world of escapism. The numinous essences of the night create vibes of honest mistakes that will never be regretted.Every other day the northern sky moulds the perfect speed for our ride. The final curtain call will never come for those who understand that living is invincible. The power that is capable in ones engine needs to be harnessed and directed along the yellow brick road that will eventually lead you to the wizard of oz the god of all gods.The emancipation of the serfs in 1861 was the turning point for the Russian hierarchy. The revolutionary movement was to eventually mark the brink of the Russian Revolution where Montesquie and Voltaire created the paradigm of enlightenment theories that shifted social beliefs and political views. No longer was Nicholas II, the tsar, to rule an autocracy. Order was to be put into place, and Lenin was the man to fundamentally lead the Communist way of living. He headed the Bolshevik party with the assistance of Trotsky, the man behind the scenes. The NEP marked the prominence of the Bolsheviks party influence, at the same time highlighting the power of the people, as it was their demands that forced Lenin to create the New Economic Policy that would execute a level of balance to all aspects of life.The speed of light flashes in front of my eyes as external voices form a bubble of security. The element of security is falsely altered by the effect of blow. Blow racks me on a line of notwist. The eleemosynary nature of the cocaine sees me fly through the green bag that provides mellow extracts.Pete sits on the bed, rolling a joint, requesting Alina to rack up another line. The mood is chillaxed whilst the Gorillaz bust Dirty Harry. The beats solidify the background vocals, providing a smooth and easy base for the lyrics. The music is turned on to roll on and on and onThe melody bounces up and down, interrupted by the strings that lead into a phat beat of rhyming. Vandalism tells Never Say Never, at the same time Roger Sanchez telling us to Turn on the music. What Else is There? states Royksopp, and this is the ultimate question. When your peaking off your head with a room full of other fucked up motherfuckers, in Mammoth Lakes, CA you are undeniably faced with the question What Else is There?. If were to be entirely honest, the gods have created a world that allows human beings to explore beyond existence. The percussion of the world is crazy, and we know the morning is coming soon, but were getting lifted, listening to the music. The bass line moves the night forward, with each beat leading the way... I edited my profile with Thomas' Myspace Editor V4.4