
Palate of shades enveloping the mind...
Fleeting sounds transpiring memories...
Trickling down hallways of lost dreams...
Floating hopes seeking past...
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...a rambling fancy...
"I think that in human evolution it has never been as necessary to have this substance…It is just a tool to turn us into what we are supposed to be."- Hofman speakin about his problem child.... on his 100th birthday. Jan 11, 2006.
At times, I do get lost on a straight road...only sometimes