On through beyond towards the beatnik path reflective surges of the sternness of nature reflect and entrance and conjure memories and mayhem so long ago past
In turbulent fury of life and it's thunder stand we and all of our musings though hence we are here and deceiving confusion through the glimpses of absolute truth and its beauty partaking in all of its wondrous glory
I'm glad I took the beatnik
I'm glad I took the beatnik path, deceiving confusion and partaking in your turbulent musings. reflective surges of wondrous glory indeed.
My Secret River