Baxter in one of his seven favorite napping locations, my chair.
Friday, August 26, 2005
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"An organist, while practicing one day, hit a particular chord which elevated his consciousness and he experienced what might be called nirvana or a glimpse of heaven -- perhaps a trance of sorts. However, as with all forms of stimulants, it was short lived and he moved one hand and could not find that special chord again. He spent the rest of his life searching for it."
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- Larry Burkum
- Cedar Rapids, Iowa, United States
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