it feels early in the morning, but it's more like early in that late sort of way. what is the deal with time? and how our perception of it is limited by our sleep patterns?
what time is it?
and what the bleep do we really know?
(well, i do know that if you write the word LOVE and attach that note to something and then put it in a guitar, along with your best intentions, that thing cannot help but be better for it. science told us that. we're talking well documented molecule structure stuff. stuff you can't make up. but then, you must be able to imagine it).
crazy neo hippie freaks.
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