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Plant 8

Wake Up Dad

Remember me telling you to wake-up when you die!

Some toad thoughts,

Another post for my Father, it not the same, where you are, hey Dad?  Just a little more overwhelming don’t you think?  No more karma debt, medical problems, just peace and magical wonder!

 

 

 

Small snip from journal

3/29/13 7:56 PM

Last night was a bit of a waste smoking rock until the money was gone.  The rock seems to be good, it was fun until it lasted.  Easy come, easy go!  I had thought it would be one of those long weekends; nevertheless things just seem to fall in place one thing after another…  I couldn’t explain it if I tried…  Everything just seems to be easy, like a gift handed to you, as you went about your day.  Very magical, if I must say so!

Well its time to make some post to keep up the Blog, sometimes I don’t know why I keep on.  Does anybody look at the shit I post who knows?  Well just think, I sitting here at the Golden Arches not doing dope, it can’t be all bad…  Before I forget, I was able to chat with a dear young and beautiful friend, this afternoon, life could not get any better…

toad (chris jensen)

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