
Getting to the other side 
Ah well, have one anyways... 
"God *was* my co-pilot, but then we crashed, and I had to eat him..."
Written by:
What about the sick? The elderly? What about those who just didn't know where to go
"I'm your Huckleberry."
The muse spake her thought and then there was silence. Thy spiked tongue had melted, only a bitter heart remained.
After much consideration, I find that the view is worth the asphyxiation.
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I may disagree with what you have to say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it.
I was touched by His Noodly Appendage
Keep your dream alive
Dreamin is still how the strong survive
Shalom VeAhavah
New Hampshire has a point....
"God *was* my co-pilot, but then we crashed, and I had to eat him..."
Well, shall we go?
Yes, let's go.
[They do not move.]
to everyoneTo do: More Firedrums 08 video?
Wildfire/US East coast fire footage
LA/EDC glow/fire footage
Fresno fire
Well, shall we go?
Yes, let's go.
[They do not move.]
"God *was* my co-pilot, but then we crashed, and I had to eat him..."
Well, shall we go?
Yes, let's go.
[They do not move.]
Is it because they don't go missing at all, or because they go missing all the time 
To do: More Firedrums 08 video?
Wildfire/US East coast fire footage
LA/EDC glow/fire footage
Fresno fire
Well, shall we go?
Yes, let's go.
[They do not move.]

Well, shall we go?
Yes, let's go.
[They do not move.]
"God *was* my co-pilot, but then we crashed, and I had to eat him..."
Written by: NYC
I've actually been watching CNN all day and I'm fairly certain when the water finally subsides and all of the stories come out it will become very obvious how much of a failure the recovery effort was in New Orleans.
Burner of Toast
Spinner of poi
Slacker of enormous magnitude
He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.
Nietzsche
"I'm your Huckleberry."
The muse spake her thought and then there was silence. Thy spiked tongue had melted, only a bitter heart remained.
He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.
Nietzsche
He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.
Nietzsche
"I'm your Huckleberry."
The muse spake her thought and then there was silence. Thy spiked tongue had melted, only a bitter heart remained.
Hoppers are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

Keep your dream alive
Dreamin is still how the strong survive
Shalom VeAhavah
New Hampshire has a point....
He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.
Nietzsche
To do: More Firedrums 08 video?
Wildfire/US East coast fire footage
LA/EDC glow/fire footage
Fresno fire
Solitude sometimes speaks to you, and you should listen.
"I'm your Huckleberry."
The muse spake her thought and then there was silence. Thy spiked tongue had melted, only a bitter heart remained.
"beg beg grovel beg grovel"
"master"
--FSA
"There was an arse there, i couldn't help myself"
--Rougie
(such optimism
)
to those who are putting themselves out to help) Getting to the other side 
"I'm your Huckleberry."
The muse spake her thought and then there was silence. Thy spiked tongue had melted, only a bitter heart remained.