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JOURNAL #21- 11/07/2001, 23:37
"Birdo and his egg"
Introductory random thoughts:
Fucked up driving through the foggy mountain road, trippy music, fucked up!
Blair witch project
Flute
Chalette
basketball bouncing on metal surface
doppler effect of something moving away
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POETRY AND SHITS:
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"Forgotten Mystic Memories"
Look into the past.
I cant see.
Look within my heart.
My blood runs free.
Tell me what to do.
Nevermore.
Tell me what to say.
Close your door.
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BETTER STUFF:
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I can't wait to see,
The boards and bends beneath me
Bag
Sorry I'm too fucked up to be doing this. Now the moral of the story
is to recall that we shouldnt be judging people for their thought and sacrifices
as as our torrid conditioning of hu,masns and other intelligent animals
which are capable of thinking?
Gotta jet, peace out, shmoke da weed! and stay as cool and collected as you always are. Lates