It's a burning faya
Let me stand next to yourFire, fire on the mountain...
The world is not out to get you but if you fight it you will be eaten alive
Where there is sorrow I seek the Flame - Rumi
"I want brown bread... no, that is diesel oil..."
"So I was raised in Europe, where History comes from ..."
"NON !!! La Plume de mon oncle n est pas Bingibangibungi !!!"
We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold.