The road to Lightenment* is a long and twisty one, replete with dark pitfalls of my own device. I’ll most likely fall in. Numerous times. Sometimes I’ll even set up camp next to a particularly attractive and dark pitfall and repeatedly launch myself in, purporting all the while to be having a good time. Do not believe me. Shine your flashlights down into the pit to expose the poisoned spikes I thought to be pincushions. Draw helpful diagrams. Unzip my tent in the night and fart in my face, collapse the poles, make me so mad I follow you to the soft warm glow of a bonfire at the edge of a duney sea. Where my fellows and fellowesses are getting down with showing me the meaning of good times.

Bob Beier
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