A hare runs through the woods.
And runs, runs, runs, runs, runs until it arrives near a stream where Bear Bagonghi is rolling a joint.
Screec! the fox stops suddenly.

"Oh, Bear Bagonghi, what the hell are you doing??? Joints??? In the woods??? Can't you see all these colors, don't you smell the fragrance of life, don't you feel the desire for love, freedom, joy entering your bones??? What are you doing here all alone with your paws in the stream when you could be running, shouting, jumping, rolling in this ocean of colors and fragrances? Drop that crap and come run with me."
Bear Bagonghi, not very convinced, leaves the unlit joint on a rock, shakes the water from his paws, and starts following the fox.
And the two run, run, run, run breathlessly
They run, run, run, run through the woods until at a certain point, Screec! the fox stops suddenly.
Lying face down in a meadow is Carmine the Wolf.
Belly on the flowers, straw in the nose, stretcher on the back of a CD, ready for his first sniff

"Oh, Carmine the Wolf," the fox urges him, "what the hell are you doing??? Coke??? In the woods??? Can't you see all these colors, don't you smell the fragrance of life, don't you perceive the love all around you? Don't you feel how good the air tastes today? Even the sun and clouds seem to smile! Don't stay there all alone, come with me and Bear Bagonghi to run in the woods. Come on. Let's run, let's run!"
Carmine the Wolf, feeling death in his body, leaves his personal treasure in a field of flowers, rubs his eyes, flexes muscles and paws, and joins the group.
And so the hare starts again, and the other two behind it to follow.
And they run, run, run without a destination.
And they run, run, run, run until under the shade of an oak tree, the three catch the gaze of the fox about to heat a dose. Lemon, spoon, cotton swab.
Screec! the fox stops suddenly.

"Oh, Fox, aren't you the smart one? Why would you want to shoot up? Don't you feel the colors of the woods today? Don't you see the fragrances? Can't you hear the little birds calling your name? Can't you perceive the tsunami of love rising on the horizon line and setting behind the mirror of your eyes? It's a fantastic day of sun, music, and love, even the dew is sweetened today, come with us to run. Let's run, let's run in the woods!"
The fox looks at Carmine the Wolf. Then turns, looks at Bear Bagonghi, raises his eyes to the sky, and exclaims:

"Why is it that every time this moron pops an amphetamine, you two feel the need to run after her like two idiots?"


Did you already know it? Well, maybe not the record.
The hare knows it by heart, follow it.
There's people playing live with the dead skeletons, covering shamanic medicine songs and reimagining them in a 2015 psych key...
Seriously: follow it.
For the rest, kisses, hugs, and slaps to everyone: happy holidays.

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 "Don’t you see all these colors, don’t you feel the aroma of life, doesn’t the desire for love, freedom, joy enter your bones too???"

 "There are people who play live with the dead skeletons, who take shamanic medicine songs and re-propose them in a 2015 psych key... Seriously: follow her."