Siërra R., "Botfly Mother "Inhaling The Sodium Vapors""

on one notably late night in the spring of 1973 i happened to share a rest stop bathroom with 3 incredibly psychically attuned individuals, and discovered alongside them what can only be described as the golden ratio of shitting. we shat in perfect factors of one another. energy flowing as if in a particle accelerator between us. when we flushed in unison i could swear i felt the building leap an inch or two off its foundation. as we stepped out of the stalls we made eye contact. no words were shared. we nodded to each other, aware, and left the building without washing our hands, afraid to taint the significance of what had just occured