This Is Where I Died

The level of illusion is at flood level. Ignorant people are on the rise. The wrong people claim what they know is not theirs. The world has all but ended, and only a few realize this.

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Standing before the Ken Kesey Mural, I told Nancy that our friend Keith Purvis disappeared into Cambodia. He and Nancy were lovers in 1965. We experimented with drugs, especially LSD. Here is the place I slipped while on two very powerful doses of LSD. My feet were dangling over this ledge.

I had put a big gash in my hand as I stopped my fall. I was going into shock. The sun was setting. It had been a warm day in Feburary 1967, and it was getting cold. It no longer matters what people think of me. In 1968 I played a game of chess for Keith’s life who was a British subject descended from the Neils. We were in New York. Mafia Max had pointed his gun to my friends head. We take a book down from Keny Kesey’s faux city library ‘The Seventh Seal’.

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I am an artist, a writer, and a theologian.
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