Yes. Sleep well. Sleep long and hard. Wake up knowing you visited distant lands. You spoke with noble souls. Grand events transpired. You can recall nothing. Except...
The words on my lips upon awakening? "Mea Culpa!" Latin. I actually spoke the words out loud as I got up from the bed. Literally "through my own fault." Right. OK. I don't know, but I do understand.
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- Free, Like the Birds and Bees...
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- "Wealth Determines Consciousness, Alas." - Tariq Ali
- Nobody's Fault But Mine!
- I Do Understand!
- "Feed Your Head."
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- So Happy Record Store Day is a Thing!
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- Regret Everything/Regret Nothing!
- Always the Next Rehearsal.
- The Circular Nature of Our Existence.
- Bind Ourselves Up!
- Gateway to the Jaws of Hell!
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- whitewolfsonicprincess on the Street!
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- "Grifters, Cons, Sharks, Goons & Crooks..."
- What of the Cornered Rat?!
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- I Bow To The Divine In You.
- "The Days are The Gods!"
- "Possibility is the Secret Heart of Creativity." -...
- Stupid. Yes. But Maybe Not that Stupid?!
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