Acid Trip

As my wildest dreams came to life, I could not make sense of what I was seeing. Sudden chills ran up my spine as if every word I spoke provided conclusions and answers that I have never thought of before. Material and man meshed together as if all things were one. Their were two suns shining, three birds on my shoulder talking about who they thought was the greatest boxer of all time. I drank four gallons of orange juice because an old man with a long white beard who looked 150 told me it was good for me. I felt like I accomplished a lot until I woke up the next day and forgot what I have done.

 

 

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