Ξ April 30th, 2005 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Misc |
By the myriad good fortunes I find a sign on my travels.
Quite succinctly summarising my life so far, as it did.
It saves me from the pressing necessity of writing my memoirs.
The Great Emerald Buddha thumbs her nose at artichoke farmers.
Ξ April 30th, 2005 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Misc |
We sailed on out from helsinki town
yo ho ho and a bottle of plonk
restaurants up and shopping deck down
yo ho ho and a bottle of plonk
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Ξ April 30th, 2005 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Misc |
and by 'sundeck' they do indeed mean Dark Cold Windy Rainy Foggy Deck
Ξ April 30th, 2005 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Misc |
three crystals aligned most mystically
two of a reddish hue
one photo for mine stoner friend,
and in the darkness bind the...
oh wait, wrong story.
