posted on Nov, 24 2007 @ 05:26 PM
I have twice in my life experienced a majorly oddly beautiful experience. I was playing frisbee with my best friend in 88, we were pumped and hitting
our marks like the big hurt. Another time was on Kelleys island with my girlfriend, riding in a golfcart traversing the island. Besides the color,
there was a fabulous feal of love. Best I can explain, the colors 'came alive'. My best friend, and my girlfriend concurred the perception.
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