Subject: 10 dead hippies sitting on th wall
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10 dead hippies sitting on th wall
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cant get more than ten up there

the fucker's keep fallin off

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oh god
it;s another pirate jenny post

oh hi psychic diary

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the stranglers
'gold and brown'
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that one looks green

how long's he been dead ?

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fire up th nag champa will ya paulo ?

have to disguise th smell

of rotting brains

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didnt think they had any

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yes it;s a magic pill

we call it

freefall

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five milliseconds after it
hits th tongue

here's another dead hippie
freefalling to th ground

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free taste test

nah fuck that

give me all yr money

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careful hippie
it;s kinda lethal

stick to natural man

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never drop a black pill

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it;s an interestin ride

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the offspring
'pretty fly'(for a white guy)
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CAD

th council for aesthetic deletions

has informed me

i have to knock off some hippies

wholesale

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cant i just drive me off a cliff ?

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bet ya this one
makes a

bong

sound as he bounces

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tetraplegia

came to me in a dream

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ah well
it makes a change from drowning
indonesians

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my long dead mother

still on my back

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get off bitch

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peter gabriel and kate bush
'dont give up'
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not much chance of that

th magic's got me by th balls

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i dont have numbers yet

just know

it's a pack of em

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th date'll come to me

bye and bye

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now

i just have to assuage the

long dead

king of the hippies

last time we spoke in th flesh was

1973

in amsterdam

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i have to man

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came out of lotus
last night and

head over heels into

plow postion and then

extended

and then it got interesting

still tryin to

process th visions

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why were th poor dead hippies poisoned

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besides th obvious

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and if one dead hippie
should accidently fall

we'll only be bothered if

some fucker has a video camera going

ah th media

where would we bee

without it

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more drugs over here...

scuse i

.
.
.

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"why should i care ?"
oh hi black

cause every person's death
diminishes me

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jewel
'standing still'
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"and that;s yr clue to standing still is it ?"

yeah

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mainly cause i see em black

couldnt give a fuck otherwise

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"been a month since our last bit of nasty magic"

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2007 bodes well

"something wicked this way"

cums

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such a good feeling

today th last day of february and

i've got

36

notches on my psychic gift's

death tally

for 2007

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a better yr than

2006

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i feel

refreshed

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i'm ready for another big disaster kuta

ready when u are

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big bitch volcano

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black magic bees

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the offspring
'walla walla'
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how did ya live so long

bein stingless

bees

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still flyin around th place

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i kicked th roofer's cat
out of th bedroom again today

go and sit inside for a while

she came in
off th roof

bedraggled

soft misty rain

and whinged
while i was doin this morning's

warmup
yoga

pushed th curtain out and

all this soft rain came thru th window

u still cut at me kuta lady ?

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nice fella
threw me a 20

dont really know why

so i paid my tick and

put another on

pot usage up this week

not good

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greenday
'good riddance'(time of yourlife)
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goin back in this

psychic diary

when it postin in

shakespear newsgroup

a week beofre th london bombings

my pot usage

tripled

fr th week

and i still

ran out

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ah man

not again

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i fuckin hate writin psychic clues to

terrorist bombings

th risks man

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sometmes it reads

after th fact that

i had too many of th facts

but who do ya tell ?

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i got at least
three of these fuckin horrible thiongs

floatin round my diary

i've read back

how bad they affecte dme

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the kinks
'days'
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seven days before th mad fucker

climbs on a bus

with a bomb in his bag

i'm posting

too much magic bus

in a newsgroup

public

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and my mad half brother

th one in my head

threatened to declare war
on britain

on july one

course

we all know

now

th bombers hit

july seven

th psychic diary

has good coincidence right

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but i get nothing for th extra pain
how it affects my

testicles

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hypersensitive little balls

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cat stevens
'tea for the tillerman'
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not fuckin happy jan

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U2
'bad'
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for every action
there's an equal and opposite reaction

witch means

my psychic predictions

will read mostly

backwards

and be read

mostly backwards

all makes sense afterwards

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one coincidence is

nothing

two is

not much more

three is

and so on

but hundreds

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and

seven days before th last

kuta beach bombing

i was squeeling about

kuta beach and

large

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th pressure

to keep pulling rabbits out of my hat

but my gift

keeps delivering

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i post

a warning

on th internet

jan 28

by memory

in anewsgroup and

other net prescences

a

travel warning for
indonesia and

colour it bad

black as

seven days later

jakarta

indonesia's capital is

two thirds under water

u'd think maybe

th disaster planners

would sweat on my
psychic diary

but no

u cant predict these things

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only fools and horses

believe in psychic reality

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"and electric monks"

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wot random number generator is it using ?

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"computers and music th man said"

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can i write a decent clue

to th song about t play and

use that

to train

my psychic gift

operant conditioning
for th operant psychic

mind

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while we do some hacking

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regurgitator
'couldnt do it'(happy shopper remix)
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goin into th
sexchange program and
keeping my testicles

for balance

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th unicycle
has become part of my

soul

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part of my yoga

it;s raining dear

no slides on one wheel today

"well maybe later"

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a simple
word processor

a music program

playin

random songs and

just write wot cums

naturally

tryin to fit th plot

into th

song mix

can be interesting

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when i stray
from writin my diary and

playin with

truth

i write fantasy

psi fi

and sci fi

and when i go back and read it

cause it';s
all automatic writing

i see

time

wandering back and forth

thru th page

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but i tread

in dangerous territory

wandering the animal chakra

i leave my

trail notes

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ted mulry gang
'jump in my car'
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and then drive

fast and dangerous

thru th realm of

black magic

none if it

can be seen

with only one
perspective

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my mind

has to accomodate

different views

without imploding

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paulo shares his body
with me

his twin sister
pirate jenny

who used to take th body dancing

dirty dancing

with five chicks

and th body

is allergic to chicks

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took much writing

in our memory mapped file

our extension

of our combined mind

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we cant hear other
inside our head and

our psychic communication

is not much better

than with my other brother

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presidents of the united states
'dune buggy'
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paulo
i dont remember

bein
vice president

of that motorcycle club

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th real

dr death from bundaberg

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i remember
paulo writin down his tales

in this thing

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but he wont share all

with me

cause i share

with u

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i learn more about him
in th back

of a motorcycle shop

like yesterday

while he smokes drugs

and drinks piss and

yacks with th guys and girls

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some of my jennifer friends

have never met

black

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golden earring
'radar love'
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i know u have dear

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split a sixpack of rum with him

yackin about

doin one of yr girfriends

in th arse

fistfuckin th bitch

jeez u give me th shits

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shoulda seen yr eyes

when black felt up yr dildo

we swap

personalities

clean now

seamless

i was there

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and my long dead

twin

dr death and gay lady jen

sloped off from th wedding party

to pick up

strawberry

does her old man

still run a bike shop ?

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th witchdoctor;s car

sees some fuckin nice pussie

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whitey jumped in it

th s pack

first crazy chick to grace th interior

th unicycles have moved to th boot

nippleclamp
th mad suspension unicycle

is actually likin it better

she gets enough attention

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i really
really

gotta fix up th skatebike

if not th fact that

whitey was th first person

to crack it

and ride th bitch but

in memory of

the unicycle man
of byron bay

it;s been long enough

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got a fucked pedal but

and one of th
skate trucks needs fixin

think i'll throw it at paul and simon's

bicycle shop and

see wot miracles they can do

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the kinks
'better things'
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u'll like it there babe

seventeen unicycles

hangin off posts

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magic

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taht cunt doesnt

jump into skatebowls

yes he's ridin in one

go over th lip and

ride back up it

and over th top

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marko's seen it

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just hohum
seen it before

just his mad
hippie uncle

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nothing stops nippleclamp

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"soft white sand"
dry

i can kill u cunt
and make up th reason later

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a foot of white

frothing surf

water

no wuckin furries

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although oi worry about
fuckin up th suspension

withth salt water and sand but

i dont treat my uniccyles

nice

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tool
'stinkfist'
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when i;ve pulle dmy cricket bat
outta yr arse

wedge side in

it;s goin in yr face

for th audacity

cunt

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sorry

th one percenter in me

just

relishes htat

on purpose tourettes syndrome

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more than one girlfriend gotten

at th supermarket checkout

mum

yr gunna have to stop givin me headjobs

dad;s startin to complain

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th heads turn but

the never

ever

say anything

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look into my eyes u see

360 thousand

dead souls

th real

dr death

from bundaberg

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p.s.

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laurie nderson
'sweaters'
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