Let the veils of perception fall to your feet, watch their tired fabrics burn fast against ancient logs, smile as their ashes drift up and away past the distant stars. Burn burn burn through the layers of ‘reality’ we’re asked to embrace and buy. Turn off your smart-thing, quit your job, learn a little, breathe a little, surf a little, LIVE.
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