Would you like some good advice on how to get inside the meaning of this note?  Ready?   Here it comes: remain concentrated on what you need in your life.

The road you are on leads farther on what it really is.  The road does not cooperate with your mistaken views of it. The road is a lot like this note.

This note is like one of those big gas planets.  The readers orbit this note like dead moons in free-fall.  My cosmic ship passes by like a silver needle dripping absolute L.S.D. while the passengers read their brochures.  Thoughts like these pass beyond their viewers.

The sap of creation is oozing through the greenwood note of forgotten streets there where the eyes are always looking backward in dwarfland, solid glass of overspace.

Great porous note of sponge worlds throw their sparks like soft spears of lit-up brilliant unmeanings to ease the old strain of human effort.  Waters gush to a stop of frozen time.  You stare at me but imagine I am a weird scene within the hills. This note discovers that note.   We stroll through all that.  We meet at this precise moment like a pair of emerald insects on a rock -- hard, black and volcanic.

I used to concern myself with whether you would or would not understand this note, but lately I am swimming in too much God. Divine excess overflows the channels of galactic stability.

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