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Nowadays when I ask the drums why , they only sing in thier language , not in a way I can translate. So I drank ceremonial photo chemicals to honer a new way. And squares stuck to my eyes to make me camera wise. But then I fell into a haze and began writing plays . I wrote six in as many days. But then the hard times hit and I had to sell my right brain. Now when I need intertained I just hit things.