amanitamuscaria

Permagrin
permafrost
permaculture
permanent?
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Do the clouds think? If they do I am sure that they gather throughout their day schemeing and joining energy for that one drip that hits me. The paisley swirl of color invades the mind making me think of a painting that I once saw. Imagination is unstoppable, unfathomable, unboxable. The words I construct with the shitty spelling that comes off of my fingertips is at best floundering. Communication via english written language sucks. There has to be a better way.
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ps love your family.