Risas inesperadas. Beer…

I must not drink beer.
Beer is the mind killer.
Beer is the little death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my beer.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past.
I will turn my inner eye to see it’s path.
Where the beer has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.

With many apologies to Frank Herbert’s “Dune”

(encontrado en Jumbled thoughts from a jumbled mind mientras buscaba un script para convertir el correo de gmail en un feed rss.)

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