I think I am begining to remember my death

[stilltrucking]

my last breathe then
the panic and fear
and then the calm
and fade to nothing
it just takes practice I suppose
wuji wuji wuji
Morbidity timidity

hard to tell anymore what is real and what is the last reel of some movie. Memory mine or memory false.

write me a poem jack

[stilltrucking]

Basho in the time of the cult of the feathered serpent.

Yellow Jackets on steroids

Zen Post Cards



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John Waters told me there would be days like these.

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