Poetry

During 1981 and 1982 I had an unbelieveable spurt of verbal creativity
where I wrote around 300 poems. These are some of those.

I Began With Promise.

I Began With Promise.

I Rose.

I Flew.

I Fell due to Carelessness.

I Became used to Walking.

I Grew Tired of Walking.

I Rose.

I Fly !

©RSLeon 1979

Of aloof perceptions

Of aloof perceptions I am aware.

The mountain I make as mine-
A Transcendent peak,
is hard to maintain.

Mastery of Self,
my chosen lot in time,
Regardless of geography or desire is the same.

I, like a raindrop,
landing in this pool of humanity,
Those closest to me are most affected
By my ripples.

Others far and away are touched
and notice,
But understand little of what they see.

©RSL.
12/15/80 7:48 pm.

SEASHELL

THE FLAMES OF GOD
BAKE MY MIND WITH THE HEAT
OF AWARENESS.

MY SMILE
IS AN ABUNDANCE
OF CALM TRANQUILITY.

THE COOL OF SNOW
IS INSIGNIFICANTLY INCOMPARABLE
BESIDE IT.

UNSTOPPABLE, UNYIELDING ,RESOLUTE,
AND VERY POWERFUL,
MY SMILE IS MY DEADLIEST WEAPON.

SMILING EFFERVESCENTLY,
I SMOLDER FROM THE HEAT
OF AWARENESS.

THE FLAMES OF GOD
BAKE MY MIND.

©RSL
1/1/1982
2:59pm

TORMENTAE

AN INFANT,
AFTER BEING SLAPPED INTO LIFE IS ,EXPECTED TO SLEEP WITH LIGHTS ON.
RESENTMENT.
POVERTY,
ROACHES IN YOUR FOOD AS A NORMALITY, ALONGSIDE DESPAIR.
ANGUISH.
REAL POVERTY,
DARK SKINNED, TWO WEEKS AND ANOTHER HANDFUL OF RICE.
AGONIZED.
THE RECIPROCAL SLAUGHTER OF RELATED TRIBES OF THE SAME LAND
SHOWS THE LEGACY OF CAIN VS ABEL.
ETERNAL MADNESS.
THE STEALING OF AFRICA'S PEOPLE,
RESOURCES AND DIGNITY IN THE NAME OF BEING CIVILIZED
A MISSIONARY POSITION.
AMERICAN SLAVERY,
IT WAS THE CHRISTIAN THING TO DO, FOR 244 YEARS.
UNENDURABLE.
HOMELESS,
AFTER A WAR,
LOOKING FOR MAIMED, HALF-DEAD RELATIVES LOST.
MISERY.
A ROTTING CORPSE,
FOUND BY RELATIVES HOPING FOR A LITTLE MORE.
DEVASTATED.
IN LABOR,
GIVING BIRTH TO A CHILD WITH NO REAL HOPE.YOU CRY OUT.
EXCRUCIATING.
A HUNGRY AFRICAN CHILD'S EYES GET USED TO HAVING FLIES WALK ON THEM.
TENDER.
A DICTATOR SQUANDERS BILLIONS DONATED TO YOU ON HIS COMFORTS
AND YOU'VE NEVER EVEN SEEN WHAT MONEY LOOKS LIKE.
INSANITY. .
THE ONLY FOOD SHIPMENTS YOU HEAR OF ARE POISONED WHEN THEY ARRIVE.
TORTURE.
REMEMBER THE WEAK CHILD YOU BEFRIENDED YESTERDAY?
FLIES ENJOY HIM TODAY.
GRISLY.
DIGNITY LONG STRIPPED AWAY BY PAIN, FEAR, AND WEAKNESS,
A BLEAK IDEA.
CRUSHED.
POVERTY FOLLOWS ACCUMULATED MELANIN AND DESTROYS YOUR HOPES.
ACHINGLY.
MISERY GRIPS EVERYONE YOU KNOW, THINKING IT'S NORMAL, IT STILL HURTS.
PUNISHING.
THOUGHTS OF A PAIN DEVOID, FOOD FILLED HEAVEN FILL YOUR DREAMS.
SO WONDERFUL AN IDEA.

©RSL. 1/11/82 1:04 am.

OF THE FAMILY

WE SIT IN SWEATING COMFORT
UNDERNEATH THE DRIFTS
OF THE SNOW.

WE SHAPE EVERY SNOWFLAKE
BY HAND.

EXCRUCIATINGLY BADD CRAFTSPEOPLE
ARE WE.

YEAH,
WE HEAR YOU OUT THERE.
MAKING FOOLS OF YOURSELVES.

THE FORCES OF NATURE
ARE VERY CLOSE FRIENDS OF OURS .

IN FACT,

MY BROTHER
IS THE ONE
WHO MAKES ALL OF THE LEAVES.

MY SISTER
CREATES FLOWERS
WITH ONE HAND
AND STEMS
WITH THE OTHER.

MY MOTHER
KISSES LIFE AND FLIGHT
INTO THE BIRDS
AND THEY REWARD HER WITH A SONG
EVERY MORNING.

MY FATHER
CARVES MOUNTAINS
WITH HIS FINGERINAILS.

MY LITTLE COUSIN
SPILLS MUDPIES
AND FORMS BEACHES

AFTER WASHING CLOTHES,
WE POUR OFF THE WATER
AND WATCH THE FORMING OF OCEANS.

MY LITTLE NEICE
BLOWS BUBBLES
AND GIVES IT FOAM.

MY GRANDFATHER
NOT WANTING TO BE OUTDONE
LOOKED AROUND FOR A WORTHY DEED
AND PLACED STARS IN THE SKY.

MY GRANDMOTHER
ALSO NOT WANTING TO APPEAR RUSTY
GETS INTO THE ACT

SHE GRINS SLYLY,
AND PLACES PLANETS AROUND HIS STARS
AND MOONS AROUND HER PLANETS
AND COMETS ENCIRCLING THEM ALL .

MY GREAT-GRANDMOTHER ENJOYS THE FUN
AND PLACES DARK COLD SPACE
AND BRIGHT HOT NEBULAE
AROUND THE STARS .

MY GREAT GRANDFATHER
GATHERED THE STARS
INTO GALAXIES
SO WE CAN TELL WHERE THEY ALL ARE.

MY GREAT- GREAT- GRANDPARENTS
ARE GOD AND HIS WIFE GODDESS
AND THEY ARE SO BADD . . .

THEY DON'T HAVE TO DO ANYTHING

AND THEY STILL
ARE THE GREATEST
OF THE FAMILY .

© RSL
12:12pm - 12:38pm
1/16/1982

QUINTESSENCE

THE POWEFUL ENERGY OF LOVE.

SMILE!

THE AFRICAN ORIGIN OF MANKIND

SMILE!

THE AWESOME AWE OF ADAM STANDING FACE TO FACE WITH GOD!

SMILE!

THE MOMENT OF SIDDHARTHA'S ENLIGHTENMENT

SMILE!

THE DOTS OF COLOR ON THE WINGS OF THE BUTTERFLY.

SMILE

THE HAND GESTURE OF THE MEDITATING BUDDIIA.

SMILE!

THE WET TOES OF JESUS ON THE SURFACE OF THE WATER.

SMILE

THE ILLUMINATION OF MUHAMMED IN THE CAVE TAKING NOTES FROM ANGELS.

SMILE!

THE PATTERNED AWESOME MAJESTY OF THE TAJ MAHAL.

SMILE!

THE BURNING AIR RUSHING PAST THE FIERY FEATHERS OF THE PHOENIX.

SMILE!

THE POWERFUL JOY OF SOVEREIGNTY IN THE EYES OF THE LION.

SMILE!

THE FINALNESS OF THE VICTORY OF DEATH.

SMILE!

FOOTSTEPS DISSOLVING ON THE SAHARA DESERT AS THE WINDS BLOW.

SMILE!

SAND DUNE RESEMBLANCES TO THE SURFACE OF AN ENLARGED FINGERTIP.

SMILE!

THE INNUMERABLE DELICATE GLOMETRIC PATTERNS OF THE ALHAMBRA.

SMILE!

THE ABSOLUTE BLISS OF SAMADHI.

SMILE!

THE MARVELOUS POWER OF GOD.

SMILE!

THE SMILE OF A CHILD

SMILE!

©RSL 1/20/82 8:03pm

FROM THE DEPTHS

I WAS JUST SLEEPING DEEPLY IN WATER
AND
I JUST AWOKE
FROM THE STRANGEST DREAM!
I DREAMT
THAT YOU WERE
A HUGE
GOLDEN BROWN
PIECE OF CHEESECAKE.
AND IN THE
LUSH SENSATION
OF CULINARY ABANDON
AFTER LONG MOMENTS
I CONSUMED YOU
TOTALLY.
BUT
LET'S FACE IT,
NEVER
IN ALL
OF THE CREATED WORLDS
WAS THERE
A GOLDEN CRUST
LIKE
YOUR CREAMY SMOOTH SKIN.
YOU TASTE VERY GOOD!
©RSL.
5:45 - 5:50 pm.
2/4/82

Bliss

A Smile
An Experience Free
An Enrapturement
A quiet moment wherein our pains visit someone else.
Joy
The test of life is passed and you receive a luscious grade.
Purity of Being
Unspoken Happiness needs no words
Balance of Existence and the gladness
of who you are being appreciated by yourself
for who and what you are.
Kingdom of Virtuous Heart
Smiling inwardly Grinning outwardly
The powerful knowing that you are the consciousness of God
having a bit of fun
by acting out the role of a temporary being
beset by pains, causes. and conditions.
for now.
Interesting experience.
©RSL. 4/19/82

The mystical midnight heightens my song.

I am Blackness.
Nocturne of skin
and grinning with the mysteries of darkness.

I am Blackness.
In human form I possess Tightly spiralled hair,
Thick lips, Wide round fleshly noses,
and involuntarily attuned to all of nature.
I smile with rhythmic expression
in all that I touch
as well as the wet void
embracing every cell
within all beings.

I am the Unknown.
I am the Ultimate Free Agent.
My beautiful resemblance to the Void
frightens the insecure
because I can easily swallow them up
with the causal lushness of my exalted being.

I am the pitch of darkness.
In my relaxed state,
where one must be certain, self assured, and calm
or most likely die of a heart attack
brought on by the smallest of noises.
Darkness magnifies sound,
So too, it magnifies sensations like fear.

Often I am asked to cloud perceptions
so that sensations may be heightened.
The dimming of human party lighting for dancing,
The lowering of sharp awareness by drugs,
The eyes closing for the tender sensations of the Kiss,
or the dim environment of the Erotic Exchange.

In my higher form,
I encircle each one of the Trillions of stellar bodies
(Galaxies, Stars, Planets, Asteroids, Moons, Comets)
as well as each molecule and atom composing all of them
with the ultimate shadow of the icy cold of space.

I am Blackness.
99.99999999% of every atom belongs to me.
100% of everything around you comes from them.
What you perceive as color
is really different vibrational frequencies
painted upon the Black canvas of my true nature.

I am Blackness.
I am the greatest absorber of heat and light known
and still I remain cool.
The Void
(one of my nicknames) aptly describes
The Infinitude of the Awesomeness of my Blackness.

I am Blackness.
As the Unknown I contain all things.
I am the swallower of all things.
As the Black Hole of Galaxies
eventually everything in the Universe
is surrendered to my Void.

I am the Unknown.
In the Future
All of the wonderous things
that you will ever experience come from my invisible nature.
One must follow me blindly
to gain Enlightnement,
Or Love,
Or Peace,
Or Happiness,
Or Mastery of Skills,
Or Wisdom,
Or (You get the idea).

I am Blackness.
In human form I dance.
I dance on every continent.

I am Blackness.
My ideas are invalidated by my opposites
when I claim them.
My credit is stolen when I release them later
to the universe of humanity
also by my opposites.

I am Blackness.
The power of this anguish is all consuming.
But the dance must go on.
As does the beauty of my song.
My voice is used effectively to beautify everyone else.
But the true content of my song is ignored.
That's because it runs so deep they are afraid of drowning in it.

I am Blackness.
Like the depth of jazz.
Jazz phoenix continually reborn and understood truly by few.
Depth of creation,
Depth of emotion.
And the deeper a tunnel
The Blacker it smiles.

©RSL
3:00 pm
5/4/82

LAUGH FOR NOW
0, POTENT FORCES OF MISERY.

LAUGH FOR NOW
0, POTENT FORCES
OF MISERY.
FOR OUT OF THE
ALMOST UNBEARABLE ANGUISH
OF PAIN
FROM YOUR LASHING POWER
I SEE MYSELF
STANDING,
SHAKEN BUT VIBRANT,
IN MY OWN EXISTENCE.

AND FROM THE AGONY SUFFERED
IN THE WRITHING TORMENTOUS GRIP
OF THIS BATTLE OF MY LIFE,
I SHALL BUILD MY DREAMS
(EVEN IF PAINFULLY)
UPON THE EXCRUCIATING SORENESS
OF THE NOT-HEALED WOUNDS
OF MY TORTURED INNER BEING.

YOUR WORST HAS BEEN ENDURED,
SUCCESSFULLY,
IN THE FACE OF WEAKNESS FROM:
WITHIN ME,
IN THE FACE OF INDECISION
ABOUT MY ROLE IN THE BATTLE,
AND IN THE FACE OF YOUR UNENDING ONSLAUGHT
COMING FROM EVERY DIRECTION
BEHIND THE FACES,
SMILING OF COURSE,
OF FRIENDS IN TIME,
OF STRANGERS "KIND"
OF LOVERS OF MINE,
AND RELATIVES OF THE BLOOD
AWESOME, DETERMINED, AND AMNESIATIC
IN THEIR BLOODLETTING.

ALL OF THESE EMBODIMENTS OF YOUR FOUL TOUCH
HAVE BEEN EAGERLY CARESSING ME
FOR YEARS.

AND I STAND
BATTLE SCARRED,
STRONGER,
AND SEVERELY TESTED.

BUT I KNOW FULL WELL
THAT I AM NOT FREE,
THAT THE BATTLE MIGHT RAGE
SO LONG AS I BREATHE IN A MORTAL FORM,

AND THAT IT MAY RAGE THROUGHOUT FORM AFTER FORM
AFTER FORM AFTER FORM.

MY FORMLESS ETERNAL NATURE WILL DO SO IF NECESSARY.
YES, YOUR BLOWS ARE POWERFUL.

WITH TREACHERY
MY NAIVETE WAS MERCILESSLY RIPPED FROM MY YOUNG SPIRIT
AND REPLACED WITH SEARING PAIN.

MY ETERNAL NATURE OPERATED
AND I SMILED
FROM THE BOILING PIT OF HELL.

MY ETERNAL NATURE GAZED ONWARD AND I WROTE
(WHEN I WAS FIFTEEN YEARS OLD)
"I AM HAPPIEST IN MISERY FOR ONLY THEN IS SENSITIVE REALITY CLEARLY PERCEIVED.
DEPRESSION CAN BE VERY REFRESHING IF YOU KNOW HOW TO USE IT".

MY ETERNAL NATURE LOOKED POWERFULLY UPWARD AND DRAGGED ME WILLINGLY FORWARD
IN TO AN EVEN MORE PURE CONSCIOUS AWARENESS.

YES, MISERY
YOUR PAIN SHALL FOLLOW ME TO MY DEATH FLAME.

I WILL USE YOU AS FUEL TO BURN OBSTACLES
AND FAN THE FLAMES OF MY ACHIEVEMENTS.

WHEN YOU FINALLY REALIZE IT YOU'LL ATTEMPT TO FLEE.

I THEN SHALL SCOOP UP THE THICK LAVA OF YOUR BEING.

WITH PATIENCE I'LL MOLD IT INTO A BEAUTIFUL SCULPTURE
THAT WILL RIDICULE YOUR IMPOTENCE UNTIL ETERNITY HIMSELF HAS HAD ENOUGH
AND ASKS FOR MERCY IN YOUR BEHALF,

MY ETERNAL NATURE WILL SMILE, GRANT IT,
AND BE CONSUMED BY OTHER MATTERS
OF AN EQUALLY ETERNAL NATURE.
9:05pm. 8-6-82
©RSL

The Surface of the desert

The Surface of the desert
A Thumbprint of God
Smoldering
Barren
Still
In the distance

A dot moves.
It is she.
Alone without loneliness
She is leaving behind
Her immaturity

The Surface of the desert
A Thumbprint of God
Is Reflected within
The eyes of a
beautiful woman
As she gazes across the dunes
She sees everything
Including the footsteps
That dissolve as the winds blow
Magical swirling patterns behind her.

The Surface of the desert
A Thumbprint of God
Is barren except for
The Oasis ahead
Coming into
view…
Home

© RSL 1-11-1997

TORMENTAE II

DARK FORCES CONTINUE TO SWEEP THE EARTH.

THE RECIPROCAL SLAUGHTER OF TRIBES OF THE SAME LAND SHOWS THE LEGACY OF THE BATTLE OF CAIN VS ABEL.
ETERNAL MADNESS.
NO NEGATIVE LASTS FOREVER IN THE SAME FORM SINCE EVIL EVOLVES TOO.

THE STEALING OF AFRICA'S PEOPLE, CULTURES, RESOURCES AND DIGNITY WAS KNOWN AS BRINGING THEM THE GIFT OF CIVILIZATION.
THEY CALL IT THE MISSIONARY POSITION.

THE STEALING OF NATIVE AMERICA'S ANISHNABEG PEOPLE, CULTURES, RESOURCES AND DIGNITY WAS KNOWN AS BRINGING THEM THE GIFT OF CIVILIZATION.
THEY ALSO CALLED IT THE MISSIONARY POSITION.

AMERICAN SLAVERY WAS THE CHRISTIAN THING TO DO FOR 244 YEARS OF NO OFFICIAL REMORSE.
AND NO DON'T EVEN THINK OF ASKING FOR THE PAYMENT FOR THOSE WAGES OR LEGAL CREDIT FOR WHATEVER WAS ACCOMPLISHED.
THAT'S THE POSITION OF THAT MISSION.

EMANCIPATION OF THE ENSLAVED TRANSPLANTED AFRICANS LED TO THE WAR OF BROTHER VS BROTHER ACROSS THE ENTIRE LAND.
(FROM "CIVILIZATION" TO CIVIL WAR)
MISSIONARY POSITION VS ABOLITION.

COMPENSATE THE NATIVE AMERICANS FOR SLAUGHTERING THEM?
NO WAY!
GIVE BACK THEIR LAND AND GOLD TAKEN IN THE GOLD RUSH?
ARE YOU CRAZY?
CAN THEY AT LEAST GET PAROLED FREE OF THE RESERVATIONS?
THEY STILL MIGHT POSE A SECURITY RISK TO THE GOVT AND U.S. ARMY.
RESERVATION = MISSION ACCOMPLISHED

REPARATIONS FOR AFRICANS FOR SLAVERY?
CAN'T AFFORD IT.
LET SOUTH AFRICANS HAVE ANY OF THE DIAMONDS THEY MINE IN THEIR OWN LANDS?
LET'S NOT EVEN DISCUSS IT!
"THE LOVE OF MONEY IS THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL"
THE BIBLE'S POSITION IS THAT LOVE IS THE MISSION.

THEN ALONG CAME JIM WITH THE CROWS OF SOCIAL RESTRICTION TO MAKE SURE WE DIDN'T GET TOO HAPPY WITH THAT FREEDOM.
SPREADING FEAR THRU ATTACKING UNARMED CHILDREN,
LOOTING AND BURNING HOMES AND BUSINESSES OUT OF REDNECK JEALOUSY,
MURDER BECAUSE IT FEELS GOOD TO ACT DEMONIC SOMETIMES,
LYNCHING PICNICS ATTENDED BY THOSE OF GOOD SOCIAL STANDING, PROCLAIMED FEAR OF A DISAPPEARING THRU RACE MIXING
WHILE RAPING BLACK WOMEN,
PUTTING WHITE WOMEN ON PEDESTALS WHO THEN RUN AFTER BLACK MEN AS THEY TRY TO ESCAPE THE ILLUSION,
BIBLE TOTING GOD FEARING GOOD OLD BOYS BOMBING BLACK CHURCHES
(NONE OF WHOSE RELATIVES ATTACKED THEM FOR IT.)
= THE LOGIC OF THE KKK MISSIONARY POSITION

THE GREAT SOUL GANDHI SHOWED HOW TO USE VIRTUE AND EVIL'S CONSCIENCE AGAINST ITS FAULTY REASONING TO FREE INDIA FROM THE BRITISH.
HE WAS SILENCED BY BULLETS FROM AN ENSLAVED MIND.
MISSION ACCOMPLISHED

REV. DR. KING STUDIED GANDHI AND VOICED THE MESSAGE FROM HEAVEN OF ONENESS WITH ALL MANKIND AS BROTHERS AND SISTERS
TO TRY TO FREE US FROM RACISM.
HE WAS SILENCED BY BULLETS HIRED BY THE GOVT.
MISSION ACCOMPLISHED

MALCOLM X BEGAN AS AN ILLITERATE THUG AND SMOOTH CRIMINAL
AND FINALLY LEARNED
HOW TO READ IN PRISON.
AS HIS MIND EXPANDED HE REALISED HIS OWN POTENTIAL.
AS HE EVOLVED AND BECAME A MINISTER
THRU THE STRICT PURE FOCUS OF UNIVERSAL ISLAM,
HE SHED THE TAINT OF HATE IN HIS THOUGHTS
AND CORRECTLY VOICED THE MESSAGE OF EQUALITY FOR ALL PEOPLES.
HE WAS SILENCED BY BULLETS HIRED BY THE GOVT.
MISSION ACCOMPLISHED

CIA MISSIONARY POSITION = EXPORT DRUGS, GUNS TO BLACK NEIGHBORHOODS, GLAMORIZE IT AND DRAIN AWAY THE POTENTIAL GIANT'S MONEY IN EXCHANGE FOR A MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.

FAST FORWARD TO THE 2000'S
NEW MISSION

GIVE MICROPHONES, FAME, RECORD DEALS
AND AIRTIME TO DRUG DEALERS, AND THUGS.
NUMB THEM WITH SEX, DRUGS AND DEAFENING MUSIC
AND TELL THEM TO NUMB ALL WHO THEY CONTACT.
PAY THEM HANDSOMELY TO SPREAD THEIR MESSAGES
OF CRIME,SEX, DRUGS, AND SLOW MOTION DISINTEGRATION.

LOW SELF ESTEEM LULLS AWAY THE NEED TO EXERT ANY EFFORT TO SURVIVE.
ABUNDANT INTIMACY WITH SEXY STRANGERS WITH DEADLY STDS
AS AN INVISIBLE LAYER OF GENOCIDE.
CONFUSED PATERNITY IS A DIGNITY VACCUUM FROM WHICH THERE IS NO ESCAPE.
SELF DESTRUCTION IS A MEANS TO APPEAR CUTELY MARTYRISH.
CHEMICAL ENSLAVEMENT IS A SOCIAL NORM TO TRAP THE STRONG STRAGGLERS.
CONCEPTUAL ENTROPY IS A CONVENIENT EXCUSE FOR NOT PRODUCING.
STREET POVERTY IS A BADGE OF HONOR SECOND ONLY TO A PRISON TERM.

EXPECTED DEATH BEFORE 25 AS A NORMAL WAY OF LIVING HAS MANY EFFECTS.

THIS WILL DELETE THE RESOURCE OF ELDERLY EXPERIENCED WISDOM.
THIS WILL DELETE THE PROTECTION FROM POWERFUL MATURE ADULTS.
THIS WILL DELETE THE VITALITY OF YOUNG ADULTS.
THIS WILL STUNT THE MENTAL GROWTH OF THE DEVELOPING TEENAGERS.
THIS WILL TAINT THE PURITY OF THE YOUNG AND LEAD TO A PERMANENT SOLUTION.

MISSION ACCOMPLISHED SO FAR.

LOOK AT THE POSITION WE ARE IN.

SATAN HAS PLAYED WELL SO FAR.

LUCKILY FOR US THE GAME IS FAR FROM OVER...

©RSL
2:00 - 4:41 am 06 22 2005

"The Augeries of Augmentation"

My mind is in Augmentation.

I am at peace with this.

I am in harmony with that.

I am inwardly quiet.

I wish no negative thing.

(But more than that)
Negativity is a mode foreign to this state of Being.

The Stillness feels normal to this State.

I feel connected to all things with a slight smile.
(one that does not disturb my state).

There is nothing worth Abandoning this state for.

I must become solidly in communion with this state.

This Elevated state
is my strength and refuge.

I will be Alone but not Lonely in this Journey.

We must deal with the Negative Minded
thru applications of spiritual law and Immutable Karmic Effects.

Right now there is a Powerfully Deep Consciousness of Joy or Bliss.

It is Undisturbed.

Any negative thought or mode is alien to my Augmentation and Unworthy of Focus.

RSL

2:08 - 2:22pm

11/07/93

(I was there speechless for 3 hrs and gradually came back down.)

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