'there's this pulsating white light, it's beautiful, colours, it's like a tunnel of colours, floating up through the tunnel of colours, they move and they flow into each other, sometimes they mix and sometimes they don't, they're flowing through each other and on top of each other, sometimes mixing and making the colours, beautiful colours'

The ounce of perfection
You worried away
After our reflections
Of yesterday, Yesterday, today.
Green ham and eggs,