Back before drugs, when someone needed to really get in touch with God, The Universe, and Everything, they’d go out into the desert for forty days and forty nights. I only got a quarter of that time in the desert this year, but drugs and unapologetic hippie culture act as a hell of an accelerant.
Welcome to the Real of the Desert
Welcome to the Real of the Desert
Welcome to the Real of the Desert
Back before drugs, when someone needed to really get in touch with God, The Universe, and Everything, they’d go out into the desert for forty days and forty nights. I only got a quarter of that time in the desert this year, but drugs and unapologetic hippie culture act as a hell of an accelerant.