You are in your bedroom. The lights are off. You are sitting at the edge of your bed with a long glass pipe in your hand. A bowl of crystal coated reefer bud now lights red and the beautiful smoke curls into your hungry lungs. When you blow the smoke out you imagine stepping onto it and your riding the curling smoke like a surf board. Over steep waves, under spiky cliffs. Then you are sucked into the rubber lungs of the Great Alarm. Your ego dissolves into mental formatting. A new You is formed, All your memories of your many past lives erased...AGAIN.....