Out here in the Pacific Northwest they've been gearing up for those little "tribes" ever since God told them to go West 40 years ago. Now, 40 years later, according to the Prophecy, the first generation (paging grace slick) of the chosen people are dying off as God wanted. And Moses (or was it Tim Leary?) has gone up to the Mountain to receive the good Word for the youngsters. When he returns he'll find them in the desert worshiping a burning man (oops I mean a golden calf), and it will all start over again....one generation got old, one generation got sold, this generation's got no destination to hold. It's in all the religious texts, it's an age old story, and it's being played out in the past 40 years once again.
me? I'll be sitting up on a mountain somewhere near the Gorge, watching it all come crashing down. High as a kite of course, and ready to fly off to Jupiter if I can make it that far. just gotta dry out these wings I'm working on...
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