2017.06.06

Be chill to one another.

Nude hammock sunbathing is a must.

Floating free, like a buzzing wizard from the east, I fly. Dark mantle whipping in the breeze, I descend, and lo, a cloud of smoke envelopes me.

Focus is a rare gift. Or maybe not a gift, but a discovery of the muscle nature of will.

Sometimes I wonder what men are really here to do. Fighting and killing and dying and fucking. Modern man has built himself a velvet palace, where he grows soft and confused, but unable to fit back out the door.

 

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