now I can feel the rush i´d been holding down. my eyes are popping and my brain´s bursting through the back of my skull and i´m ready to dance like a motherfucker and i see everything nothing at once and i dont hear music i feel it absorb it sense it become it hold it in my soul and thank it so much for being there. and i´m so glad i´m here and not somewhere else. there is nowhere in the world i would rather be than in this body at this place in this head at this time and simon comes bouncing towards me rocking his arms in the air going yes yes d´you want half of this? and i go what? and he sticks half a blotter in my half-open mouth and we are fuckin´ flying man and nothing but death can stop us. and no one tries to make conversation or look better than anyone else and i swear my eyebrows are going to float off mu fuckin´ forehead and acid mixes so well with pills as long as you´re totally happy in the first place, and i cant imagine why anyone woulden´t ever be happy anyway. so i´m staying on because someone up in that box is dropping tunes from heaven and i swear this huge hot bright black room is full of angels.
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taken from Mike Benson´s "Room full of Angels"
thought some of you would like it ;-)
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taken from Mike Benson´s "Room full of Angels"
thought some of you would like it ;-)
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