Who am I? I feel like a character in a Virginia Woolf novel sometimes, doomed to hover around the fringes of words. I try to write nonetheless, like a foolish lover. I go on finding meaning in words, thread them together and watch them being interpreted. I am a romancer of words. This blog? Of Psychedelic Shenanigans. Spiritual Questing. Distilled Confusions. Magic and Mystery. And big slices of Sunshine.
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