haunt past memories taunting trembling open the window and blow the smoke Where did the sun go?

The sun went to bed! I rest my head. See M instead, I rest my head. DENIES IT. "no need to cry she'll be fine," i and i tell i.

I must rest my head. I must rest my head, wake up early tomorrow and make my bed. The eyes won't know what the face doesn't show eat green live green carefree don't choke.

"help me help you help yourself by listening to me. FIGURE YOUR SHIT OUT" she said to my readymade bed i went. i went and rested my head.

Brian Eno and Jon Hassell - Fourth World Vol 1., Possible Musics.

I know it's incredibly long but if I put it on, I'm always down to listen to The White Album all the way through. I wouldn't even say that it's a cohesive piece really, but I really love listening to that album all the way through if I do put it on. Also, Space is Only Noise if You can See by Nicolas Jaar is a great listen from start to finish

Narcisuss, the Man with no eyes to see who he wasn’t: died alone with you at his side. He just wants us to know it’s he, “I despise.”

To die to lie to die

I’m gonna die alone with you at my side. Just want you to know it’s me I despise.

Together together together

Didn’t mean to waste my money on something as nutty as that.

Waited two hours for your call just for you to show up and leave in half. Its all my fault its all my fault

they say money’s the root of all evil but it’s wang’s money where’s money’s yang? where are you? woman.

The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test by Tom Wolfe. It's about Ken Kesey, author of One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, his group of avant-artists, the Merry Pranksters, and how they pretty much birthed the movement that eventually resulted in the Summer of Love in Haight-Ashbury, San Fransisco, CA. Very good read, especially if you're interested in the realm of psychedlia and life in the 60s.