I'm in great pain. The fluids coursing through my body are being shot up through my neck in powerful, throbbing waves crashing in my head...I feel like a fire hydrant...praying for a wrench with which I may loosen the bolt, ease the pressure and watch with joy as people dance around me to cool off.
Never before have my nocturnal adventures had such deep impact on my psyche. Dreams intertwined with reality as I hurled my purple self through nearly impossible barriers....All in the name of love...
I recall a man with the flower on his head, the naked bearded angel heaven had sent to keep me from certain self-decapitation....It was his fantastic bubbly beverage that opened my eyes to vast worlds beyond even MY wildest of dreams. La boteille que donne-moi les reves de la monde.
I must find this angel. I must revisit this world...I must see General Herpes again.
Fondly,
Julian
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