Viconian Thunder Number Three:
Now be aisy, good Mr Finnimore, sir. And take your laysure like a god on pension. A universal theme. I'm not on pension yet. Paying CPP. And if I'm being universal here, I feel as old as the universe. And yet, I feel as if I was born yesterday. My homeworld. It's this world. Alien and alluring as hell. Heavenly. Eternally.
Mick and Nick. Forgot about them. One day I'll have to write THE novel. Really work on it.
I have my own private primary duality which i relate to everything. As sedation takes its toll.
"We are so much the victims of abstraction that with the Earth in flames we can barely rouse ourselves to wander across the room and look at the thermostat." - McKenna
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