Three Generations of Imbeciles

Chapter Twenty-One

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A love supreme. Our all. Sound waves, thought waves, light waves, night waves, all vibrations, all words, all men, all memory, fears and time. All from one. Love-supreme heaving through us completely, weaving us so sweetly. We don’t feel it. So roughly it unfurls us. So powerfully it hurls us.

A love supreme. One thought emits a zillion butterfly vibrations. All go back to love supreme. Everything does. Love supreme. It don't come easy. No road does. Why don’t we do it? But they all, long and winding, go back to love supreme. Everything does. A love supreme.

It's all that matters to me now, but someday I'll be forced to let it go. I just had to…

What will it do to her?


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A love supreme. Our all. Sound waves, thought waves, light waves, night waves, all vibrations, all words, all men, all memory, fears and time. All from one. Love-supreme heaving through us completely, weaving us so sweetly. We don’t feel it. So roughly it unfurls us. So powerfully it hurls us.

A love supreme. One thought emits a zillion butterfly vibrations. All go back to love supreme. Everything does. Love supreme. It don't come easy. No road does. Why don’t we do it? But they all, long and winding, go back to love supreme. Everything does. A love supreme.

It's all that matters to me now, but someday I'll be forced to let it go. I just had to…

What will it do to her?