he alWays knew tHat it WoulD come to thiS
aLL the Shattered Letters sPreaD across the NOON sky
abJect messaGes strange and iNcoMPReHENsiBLE without
High-deNsity GOGGLes StraPPeD to his FuRRy
BraiN by a doZeN ReD bungee CORDS PuLLed
extra tiGht to Remind him that nothinG
LOOKS the same never did stiLL Shines though
But let the mind beware that though the flesh be bugged, the circumstances of existence are pretty glorious. –Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums
studio arago 
Oh yes – what a saplendid verse and sketch,
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