12:05 p.m.
You just close your eyes and settle into the billow of bliss. There seems nothing to be added. Peace and contentment. Somewhere you know there is building and developing and increasing as you sit there... I can't be bothered typing for sinking into the bliss. When you rush around with the unfortunate ones, it changes in your absence. It's a shame to miss it. I'm just a complete blissheid today!
4:24 p.m.
The photie is on the pavement in Gloucester Place. FREE THE BOB! FREE THE BOB!
Been smoking pot and doing the bliss all day. What a life! The pot runs out today. Like snow off a dyke!
3 comments:
Good photo. Frank Gallagher would applaud the sentiments.
Frank?
Shameless
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