i had a noise dream. i was rolling up all this copper, and wire, and pipes, and chimes, and plastic, all of it making incredible sounds, into this huge leaf. i was rolling the worlds largest noise fag. it changed size, and i was smoking it. passing it around, a peace pipe. it was still making sounds. eerie and beautiful.
there were some hostiles.. i don't remember now so well, but they were unforgiving. they didn't understand or relate. i was fine with that... passing the pipe... as I'm walking back toward my direction though, and it was getting darker, to my right i notice movement on the ground. 30 camouflaged Indians slithering in the muck, knives in mouths, i can see the whites of their eyes, glistening weapons and skin. they have my back. and i'm fine with that.
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i'm all peace for this, man.
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