And it seemed he'd entered an awful influence — a white-matter ride down some oblique airstrip where the landscape of notions suddenly bottomed out into stomach-lurching chasms. Gem-yellow eye blasts kicked neon through his head, trail-stains containing dense information like code brew. Green gold-leaf was rippling across the page like the liquid wisdom in a peppermint bible.
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This quote was added December 4, 2007.