Please sell me some of whatever you're on.
Silly magician...you are supposed to anoint the candle with the oil, not drink it!!!!
I stared into it and saw myself surfing on a twinkie on a sea of cheese, then the penguins came and tried to steal my magic bag, next thing I know, I'm standing on a pyramid, dressed in Godlike robes and thousands of women are chanting my name and throwing pickles at me......What fricking time is it And why am I all sticky?I'm gonna go again....
That smiley face has been on my mind for the past 2 days. The twisty rings are new. That is what inner peace looks like.
Is feeling like that all day a good thing?
communing over much with the agathodaimon?
I'm sure there's a pill for that. Lithium maybe?
Looks like the beginning of a nasty ear infection... you should get that checked.Or maybe I should, come to think of it. That stuff is moving around a bit to much.
Ah, an acid flashback...that would explain it. That, or a psychotic break from reality leading to possible institutionalization. Do I get a refund on the Strategic Sorcery course if the men in white coats take you away? Just sayin.
Perhaps this was caused by the death of your teacher.I suppose that the energetic connection could cause you to feel funny.
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