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July 22, 2008 / Creek of Consciousness

I remember the night I saw that future car with the canary wings. I also remember earlier that morning when I ate those mushrooms. Tree heaven is the bottom of a waterfall. After hundreds of years being deeply rooted in the Earth, there’s no greater death than tumbling off a cliff and landing at the bottom of one. Sure, you’re a dead tree, but, man…waterfall! There are some hobbies I’m glad I never picked up. Like reading. I don’t know [...]

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