I sit stoned out of my gourd again and a good thing too I might add. God knows what the fuck can happen when I'm anywhere near straight...Ahhh...Only two sentences into this evil gibberish and I'm already drifting into the great chasm...As I sit with this goddamn typewriter on my aching knees, lost, rapt fingers dancing into paradise, the mind tends to float away from its moorings and float like flotsam and jetsam through the everexpanding dimensions of the mind, (Thank you Dr. Leary, Carlos Castaneda, Ronald Reagan and Mr. Spock) eventually coming to rest perilously balanced right on the very edge of the awful specter known only as, insanity...

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