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	do not tear the rice paper money the monks are drinking stone soup through their knees, waiting for the sunrise, for the carnival to pause at dawn, for the searchlights to hit the stained glass window as the signal to begin their chant which will be broadcast live & worldwide. behind the Wonder Bread factory technopagans are dancing at the church of vibe. are writing to swami dearest with wet tipped pens for advice on books they should buy & leave lying around the apartment. you are entitled to a single phone call and one Buddah.

do not tear the rice paper money