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| Ahem... Sweetgirl, you're sleeping, living not with your senses,
Such comfort you show, your mind without fences.
In your ear I will whisper, in this state it rings,
Slowly, but surely, I enter your dreams.
You: a millionaire,
I: debonnaire
We circumnavigate the globe.
On Paris, on New York, exotic locales,
Our love and our art are the road.
Years we will have, endless time to explore,
A lifetime to be where we've not been before.
With sunrise you'll wake, as you do you'll feel
My body beside you, and this dream is real.
--- I'm no poet. nctlwkp eac.
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| This scene looks mostly dead...
Sweet show Sunday, had a touring band stay at our apartment and party with us. Much love to you, Eva Braun.
Also, witnessed a cop car crashing into a bridge about 50 feet away. Pretty scary, since I had just walked over the piece of sidewalk it careened over. As in got air on. Really fucked up.
See someone soon.
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| It felt like time for a new entry awhile ago.
I am mastering the cello. Pretty...sweet.
A few of the most amazingly powerful thunderstorms I have ever laid eyes upon happened over the past few days. There are gutters and screens that have blown off the buildings laying all around the complex.
Stunning.
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| Yea, my brothers and sisters, a new day hath arisen.
Come forth, as I have, atop the mount. Cut away the brush, the curtain, and gaze upon creation without any form of inhibition limiting your sight. All you see, smell, hear, taste, feel is as it truly should be. Only then, my brothers and sisters, can we see the forces truly at work. As I write this, I am enveloped in a loving haze.
Come forth, as I have! Earthly limitation is just that: limitation. Gaze upon infinity, and cradle the universe deep within. Only from this precipice can you truly gaze at what cannot be gazed upon! People! I urge you!
Be free.
Happy Easter. I love you all.
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