for believers, doubters and hopeful pouters, rockers, ravers, lovers and sinners, poets, fighters and smokers everywhere fighting with their lighters.
The river of my mind doesn't run a straight line - I often wish it did. It meanders 2 leagues back then 1 forward in a in a serpentine spiral. But I'm glad that experiential flow hasn't stopped, even if its slowed down. Interesting proposition, HP.
This is the way...keep your blades sharp.
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