I sit stoned out of my gourd again and a good thing too I might add.  God knows what the fuck can happen 
when I'm anywhere near straight...Ahhh...Only two sentences 
into this evil gibberish and I'm already drifting into the 
great chasm...As I sit with this goddamn typewriter on my 
aching knees, lost, rapt fingers dancing into paradise, the 
mind tends to float away from its moorings and float like 
flotsam and jetsam through the everexpanding dimensions of the 
mind, (Thank you Dr. Leary, Carlos Castaneda, Ronald Reagan 
and Mr. Spock) eventually coming to rest perilously balanced 
right on the very edge of the awful specter known only as, 

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