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Beyond the Great Wall of Sleep
A psychonaut's travel log
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Motorbikes
A bike is a lump of metal, yet is made of fire.
You jump on its
saddle
, you feel the Flame.
Flame of Freedom,
Flame of Power.
Energy,
Dynamism,
Life.
Fire is good.
But,
never
ever
forget
it also
burns.
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