Question this a number of times or set aside...before typing!

but,only for 2 hours,by a socialnews article,on skidrow shithouses,
which is a code of course in this wilderness...

The daily Patchouli spot,it smells so good...

All in all the week goes by,without abnormal vibes or scads of
frustration...(Smoking my Virginia slices and reading) And definitely
staying away from any outrageous display,or outburst...Nevertheless
I feel a trifle goofed up...

Something itemized as a nonsensical statement goes into a notebook,under the heading or rubric of thrills in the far reaches of this cul de sac...(Applying a technic).

I'm dealing with bouts of sleepiness as usual. Without a jolly lot of anything to do about this fringe of living...

After using "pure" forevermore I've determined to rethink my every occasion on which the subject,of purity and perfection depends...oh
boy oh boy.