gulp martini with vodka like transparent 7up
all words are bullshit, all fictions pulp
no soul, no god, no messiah
sunk in soma drunk to coma
blissful shower takes no hour
jogging in rainy summer breeze for forty four minutes from dusk to dark elated to see the trees so clear clearer than ever
2019-09-24
Linda Moulton Howe Artificial Intelligence Extraterrestrials Are Likely ...
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