Hi, I’m writing under the name Brad. Brad has learned through experience and comparison that “there is a stratum” of ecstatic crowns – the ones on the top not really being derived from organic material – that is to say – a word to the wise – you don’t get to heaven by being a martyr or struggling upstream.
Conversely – when you are given a bad placement by “the hand of God” there are only a few options – one option is to abstain. Witness then becomes a better part of being and the shackles around the left ankle are released …
The thing that Brad is looking for is something for Brad – not really James and Aaron really knows little about it. Brad sees it as a big mushy red pulsating thing – something that makes being real, yet tells some gawkers that a and b are the same – it’s a slip that Brad can give “the world” as he tries to do something for himself …
Only a few of the servers can make it here … It’s a thing, it’s a place, you can read about other people’s failed attempts. To Brad it’s the rocky road made clear by the morning’s coffee ..
Brad will eventally learn how to write in First Person and create those types of thematic and dramatic slips of consciousness …
For Brad, this has been a game of language and social body, not visual art (though that comes easier…).
Concept comes before cell of image, sometimes the mimetic mirror remembers room for rhyme …
Apparently there is a B-related MDMA molecule which used to be available to some higher-ups of both male and female gender.
Brad notes that this is in fact part of his very essence and some of the guys didn’t listen to Brad (and other’s) warning that you eventually have to use your experiences to develop your community and friends beyond your own self …
Brad hopes to get the big Red E someday …
imagenics 
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