chop wood carry water, big earthquake some where nice, rain where my friend the professor climbs the peak k2, he's getting married in japan and i'm going to give a speech, oh what can i say, the professor is a singularity, he's my friend. he has green hair and a punk attitude. we ran a quantum sex course together, it was so extreme we smashed every one into atoms, we demanded more from them than they were prepared for. we gave them the keys to freedom and they locked themselves in. i miss those days but i know your out there professor doing your work, reproducing dna with exceptional partners, you were always looking for immortality and now you found it.
me i didn't seek immortality i sought an exit from this nonsense but instead i found an entrance into something else. you were the only person i knew who wanted to explore the ayahuscia world, we took our dmt journeys and discovered the world of information together but i ended up meeting the intelligence.
we are off the same stuff my friend, it will be am honour to speak at your wedding.