tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1462380735624284595.post4925415311511297398..comments2023-09-21T03:15:40.188-07:00Comments on Love's Laughing Locksmith: Dear to me!John Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04875185117306503147noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1462380735624284595.post-66814242510925908102011-04-20T06:52:27.341-07:002011-04-20T06:52:27.341-07:00I don't know, John.
I remember that 20-somethi...I don't know, John.<br />I remember that 20-something kid.<br />How he'd enjoy the simple pleasure of leaning on the tailgate of his pickup, enjoying an ice cold bottle of coca-cola, that they don't make anymore.<br /><br />I don't think you've been unduly influenced by the teachings of John Halcyon Styn, he's just tapped a resonance in you conscious subconscious mind. I remember when you first told me of this guy. An up front exhibitionist and evangelist for the feel good, do good, movement. How you'd encountered him quite by accident when you were promoting College Club. If you judged by initial appearances, you'd have dismissed this young man out of hand. Instead, you watched as this young man, by his thoughts, feelings and actions, shaped the burgeoning World Wide Web. Reshaping the consciousness of a generation. Their very thought processes altered by an idealistic viewpoint. Too early in the morning for such a vast, or half-vast rumination...crash burnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13659963286231170013noreply@blogger.com