Bhagwan @ Large

Links, pictures, and scribblings from my never-ending program of dissipation.

What has gone before

When my fruit is made of mush, it makes me very unhappy.

So much so that I spit it out.

Irrational, icky, and not so much with the fruit eating. Lucky for me, there is other fruit to eat.

Just not the fruit I wanted to eat most.

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