I get paranoid of all the undercover investigators, and the tweekers. Witches hate it when you break their spels, and frogs smoke crack more than those who watch the antelopes.
Im slowly going back insane. Walking there this time, instead of hijacking a spaceship. Im allergic to kush and most man made nanotech. The new artists and their digital shit, are all crap compared to the masters of old. Music taste like piss, and the mental landscape is littered with mc donalds wrappers and tim hortons cops.
People have been given a falce sence of what is right, purturbed by people who know better.
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