Posts : 1748 Join date : 2008-04-17 Age : 58 Location : Washington DC
Subject: LAST NIGHT Thu Jan 14, 2010 2:58 pm
after chanting on a cliff top, pondering the meaning of life. a warm and hopeful chinook blew from on high...and sky held a red glow and i had this vision of a world without dance skills--it has forever moved me.
...then i awoke, uhm, and the rum wore off--and a bird shat on my head