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paTience is the companion of wisdom… . . . a man climbs to the top of mount everest… and gets close enough to talk to God… looking up… he asks… GoD… what does a million years mean to you ??? GOD replies, a second… the man then asks… & what does a million bucks mean to you… G0D replies… Nothing… then he asks… can I have Nothing ?!? GoD replies… in a second… . . . TS . . .
I went to the ’08 MardiGrass this year and it opened my eyes. I needed to be there so badly to realize that I’m normal and there are so many others like me who are being oppressed and persecuted unjustly for weed! In particular i LOVED the way people in Nimbin treated the police  Anyway, I came up with this thing: Necessary Ingestion of
Marijuana Becomes Increasingly Natural
Christabelle
Higher Plane Thoughts are as curlicues of smoke Intangible and wispy Trailing off into invisibility The chase is on I am pursuing a thought That remains beyond my grasp So suspended in wait state I tinker with the machinery of thought Till I break one What was I doing? Will the memory loop reconnect? It no longer appears important. Zot
assessments heavily weighted with substance, intense in character intense in expression break through break down rise and fall recycle the emotions intense affirmations intense denials rigid constructs an oak defying the storm.
assessments foundering on uncertainties on the river an inept steersman seeks direction follows the promise founded in hope selectively industrious engaging obscure facts at the borders of pedantry avoiding the darkness looking for the half full glass a reed flattening in the wind. Zot
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