Cadavers on crags
Not all that goes up comes down
Everest in peace
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John Thompson
Retired Criminal Lawyer living in Dartmouth, Nova Scotia
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During the night of the last quarter moon, I gathered my ritual supplies. I carefully handled the chunk of black tourmaline that would protect me from your overall negative and narcissistic energy. I carefully walked the house with my stick of selenite in hand, asking the universe to cleanse our working space.
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