February 2012
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WatchD // I. Entrance
Ayahuasca #4
I heard blood. There was an icaros, it was the saddest song I have ever heard in my life. I never knew I was capable of being so sad. I tried to sit up, but mostly I wept on the floor. I saw eagles singing this sad song, but they had no wings, they seemed blind, and half made of stinking earth. They were clustered in the soil, their sounds turning from red to black, painting an arc of grief...
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