mary-amoeba

It is now or never. It's now and never. The water pipe is a shamans tool. It holds every element I need for prophecy. And the key to this door. Is a mint. I hold the smoke in for as long at I can, for I can no longer count seconds after the twenty fith. My vission begins to vibrate I can see the null between the frames of nows. I lay down and high five my counterpart laying next to me "I feel like I could high five forever." I only say this because I begin to crest the wheel, and I can see an infinite amount of this moment streched across infinite time. I had held it in too long...this time the wheel takes me hard and fast. T