Welcome the safety of coming down.
Have you lost or gained your mind?
Will I be always me?
Or will another take my place?
Ive passed through the pink portal and indeed,
everything IS pink on the other side.
Aboard the stone aged rocket
I sat in business class
and had free wine
and strange chinese smiles
Shanghai!
Now its the circus. Every type of people everywhere.
And I wonder what YOU would be like if YOU were here.
Why are you not here?
Folk Fest City of Angels
The moon I see is the same one you see and it is half full.
The next stage is the lunar surface itself in a weeks time.
I smuggled some spice in my bag.
Captain Goldstar the Spice Boy
Thursday, December 08, 2005
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Nexus of Creation
I am
that I am;
The spice
is the key;
life is
the spice;
praise be
the spice;
that is and
ever will be.
i want to hear it to music nice work
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