Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting The soul that rises with us Our life's Star Hath had elsewhere its setting And cometh from afar Not in entire forgetfulness And not in utter nakedness But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home.
--William Wordsworth
The Characters
Gaia Hippie -- me Urban Shaman -- the husband Il Tonino -- my son
4 comments:
Huhhhhhh... I wonnnder whaaat that meeaaans. Is there some sort of connection? Let me speed dial my astrologer. I need answers.
I think the answer is work makes you take drugs...just say no to work, Lee!
Ha ha ha!!
Or maybe you should take that IUD out and get knocked up!
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