Be Calm. Fill Your Lungs, and then Blow Out

I awoke way before the sun, and so I am already at coffee at 6:45 am.  I am wishing well to a soldier who has completed the first tier of a treatment to stop him from chasing the dragon anymore.  You are brave, and you now have a friend for life in my friend from Indy.  He is a licensed Internist. He enjoys the darkness.  If you wish to give him a gift, blow up a photo of me in white from Muncie, IN, and give him a new black light collection for his chamber.  Thank you physician number two on the land line.  This is about clearing and curing the whole Middle East.  I am here at coffee for a while.  I will keep your veins open and clear with a healthy vampiric visualization.  Everyone involved is a pro.  It was perfect timing after he saw my large spider bite on my arm yesterday.  I open to Ojibwa warriors, and end their long investigation of Powderhorn Park constant and steady proliferation of prostitute chains.  They will no longer thin the herd there.  The prostitutes will now start to go at each other with full on crazy porn Wiccan because resources are becoming so scarce.  They are moving from crack to actually SNORTING crystal meth.  I will now call you, heroine survivor, DRAGON, and you will teach your cure in the Middle East.  They also have a massive heroine problem there.  It has gotten to the Saudi royal tree, and it is just not exceptable. Other options are available and will be adopted instead.  Once I got home yesterday, I realized that you are also KGB.  Let's play.  For now, I am here on the planet every day.