our greatest blessings come to us by way of madness Phaedr. 244a


O seethe.

(Wake up! Smell the patchouli!)
  Can't we get out of our cars, have a town square marketplace thing where you can dance and ride off (with your local organic veggies), all seething and jingly and kohl-eyed, veils flowing. See? We just need to get off oil. All hydrocarbons. (The world needs us to get off oil and hydrocarbons. Our kids need us to do this.) No good meeting comes with all that glass between us. Just think how fit everyone would be...

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