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PEACE, LOVE AND SHROOMS TO ALL OF YOU!

Motion of consciousness at speeds faster than the speed of existence creates a phenomena of ontological dilation, where the relevance of subjects, objects, observations and reflections cease before their arising.

on aika mennä jonnekkin. kauas pois. kun vaan keksisi minne ja miten. tämä on tälläinen "karkaa kanssani afrikkaan ja aloita elämäsi alusta"-juttu. tai ehkä pitäisi mennä nukkumaan.
hmm.

olen suorastaan syntisen ylpeä itsestäni, aika onnellinenkin ja tavallaan tyytyväinen kaikkeen, jopa hyvin vittumaisiin asioihan. vähänniinkuin kaikki on perseestä, mutta niin sen kuuluukin olla, eikä se haittaa mitään. mielenkiintoista.

I am a perfect expression of freedom, here and now.
The only true law is that which sets us free.
Don´t believe what your eyes are telling you, all they show is limitation. Look whith your understanding.
Because any number is a limit, and perfection doesn´t have limits. Perfect speed, my son, is being there.

Your only obligation in any lifetime is to be true to yourself.
Every person, all the events of your life are there because you have drawn them there. What you choose to do with them is up to you.

Fly free and happy beyond birthdays and across forever, and we´ll meet now and then when we wish, in the midst of the one celebration that never can end.

HUHHUH.

Olemmeko oikeasti ihmisiä?
Miltä se tuntuu?
Onko jokin väärä oikeaa ja oikea väärää?

Kuinka kauan tämä kantaa?

Minä olen sitä kaikkea mitä tunnen,
Mitä näen, mitä kuulen, mitä haistan.

Olen.

Olenko?

Varmaa on vain kuvat, ilman sen suurempaa tarkoitusta?
Kuinka?

Tuletko sinä ajattelemaan tätä, tuota, tuolla, täällä?

Miksi sinä...

How do we love, the thought is startling
It is the dove, her flight is starting
Whenever we dance, there is no staring
Whatever the trance, there is no broad string

Passing the tides, we're feeling the sting
No need for guides when we're prone to sing!

To route our synapses I guess we'll have to sin
Feeling highly smitten - I let you in.

God's I.

Evanescent talk of the towns
- gossip wrapped in gossamer
Convalescent walk of the sounds,
a slave ship trapped in the mo(u)rning prayer

Double entendres trying to fit and entertain
- many failures a row
World war three for thee
- thee hee

Evening prayers in morning papers
seem to project hope for few - phew

Enfeebled innuendos used to hit on girls and boys.
the previous phrase - the thrill of the chase - included one

Adored viral clips, Internet phenomena
Downward spiral trips - string quartet sky antenna!

Information flowing like penumbras - lentissimo
Hold still for an instant and witness the memetic drift

Stupid people won't see a gOD damn thing in this
The word play is a comatose vegetable

- unfortunate, isn't it?