...aliens have colonized my long forgotten potatoes, building towering white cities...
.. .the Tibetans believe that the white light we head toward at death is our inherent self...
... at birth we cry while everyone around us is happy. At death everyone else cries, but we feel at peace...
...to travel and then write about it is like an Aboriginal Australian making his songlines...
...visiting friends is like reading a history of one's life...
...you can't turn a page back on a computer...
...I'm living a kid's life with a wage...
On the turntable: Clap Your Hands Say Yeah!
On the nighttable: Robert Whiting, "You Gotta Have Wa"
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and having aliens erect buildings on your potatoes is pretty wicked. envious too!
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