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    In the throes of Erection

    It was on a sultry Sunday.after almost45 minutesof passionate delaythe towerwhich swayed to and froby ropesfinally sat atop the church erect. You thought Imeant somethingelse didn't you?

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    Lagunitas IPA

    Lagunitas IPA   Sitting in this IPA haze wondering why this winter moon is staring at me with its silver hue. I wish it would stop. Staring that is. So I can fade into my Lagunitas IPA and quietly walk the beach in Petaluna, Ca alone. Walking bare foot, sand laughing between my toes, laughing...

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    vampire empire

    with culted bane I speak profaneobscure morose, masturbating my insanitydilligently scribing my death daystime spent in the company of demonstalking to the world through a fogno one to tell, no one believes meon specters and ghostsfaulty little imperfection I...

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    A Dragon, Unicorn Fantasy

    A Dragon, Unicorn Fantasy     Once, long before horses roamed this earth, dragons and unicorns, some with tangerine coloring, lived and played, bringing magic and ethos to the land. It was also a time of ice, fire, and pain as humans began their descent from trees, where green leaves turned placid from the...

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    • Unicorns, dragons and plant devas are still among us! But most humans have lost their belief in the magic that dwells all around us. Whenever you spend time in nature, you can feel and smell the Spirit of different plants (their devas) which guide you to their hidden healing properties. It’s the same with unicorns and dragons. We just have to rediscover them and to become aware of the spiritual world. Become like children… I’m serious about it.
      Awesome work, dear Curt!

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    Was born with eyes wide open
    To be prepared for the truth
    No one seemed to care or wanted to offend
    What had happened on the roof

    Time withholds memories in a box
    We crawl, then stand, and eventually walk
    As a rusty key enters an unforgiving lock
    Uttering words before learning to talk

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