mushrooms.

Unleashed and There's magic inside. I saw the depths of the galaxy tonight as I laid in the middle of this far away and forgotten fire road. The trees danced a little sway while the earth kept her steady turn. I watched o'ryans belt come overhead and kept a steady eye.  I found another secret on my sleeve and made a wish upon a defunct star. There's magic in these hills and you're not too very far. The fires burning out, the last walking stick has gone back to this very air. The embers creaking loudly

words went up in smoke as written to the beat of this dying fire. 30 miles west of lake tahoe in february. with sacto steve and moose. they're asleep and I'm on mushrooms in the woods. dirt bikes and recently in touch with simone after 12 years of radio silence. feb 1st 2014