Thu Jan 24 2002 at 21:23:11
She took me through a burning sky to the eye of a special thought where space and time go round and round and neither makes a difference. You ask how that can be? Squeeze yourself in behind me and be quick about it. Fly on past morning with the Phantom.
Once upon a time it all came down to two things for me: Dope and Women. Einstein and Jung might ve filled up my days at Ol Miss Pyrotechnic U, amigo, but my nights were my own, and I got toked, stroked, and provoked if anybody tampered with the equation.