lørdag 19. september 2009
Beer is the mind-killer.
Beer is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my beer.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the beer has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
"Beer is the Mindkiller"
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