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IN the desert with Stokker.
We stayed five days with no food at all or water mabe some eye scrounged along the roadside there is almost no containers this far out on the reservation. The stokker almost lost it but he made it. It is very hard to kick the habit of a 5o year old lifetime. ALCHOL is insidious and hard to maintain a sober to hang on to but FIVE days of cold turkey can be happy to a man who wants to work and fly a galaxy in a gorgeous spaceship with an android and a lady. Marylin was happy to see a sober stokker and this is how it happened.
The first day he lay on his belly and cried for want. Eye carefully unloaded his back pack but all he had was two tins of food and he could only eat the halve of one it was a chore even at this point for all he ever wanted on the world of NEWTONIA was to go into the city of BOSTONIA and get some more of his refuel. A Drink is hard to kick. A man enjoys the brew and gulps it down just like a hound of hell with demons chasing him to heaven. The antidote to drinking is just want. Never will this damping man ever need to want another drink on the third day out he was seeing things, Giant bison Giant Moose with horns bigger than a house Giant dinosaurs OH part of him it knoe that the visions was not real but it was OH so real rally real LOOKING see but the absence of the noises was comforting to him. NO ROARS, no stompings of the thundering of hoofs. This poet now a writer wants to add it was the hooves not hoofs. For there was man herd that day or is it herds of meese and dinomeese. The last day out eye went to the Indians on the edge of the wetnesses where they gave me food for the stokker. At first so horrified at the new mee the android the CHARLAX one. What are you they asked in abject horror and eye answered them in android fashion eye have a sober.
And he needs some human food to continue on his program. Though they are from a different tribe than ewe they met my needs that day with bread and beans and soup and coffee too. OH lamb oh ewe. The now sober stokker ate just like a king and then he ate again it was a gift from Indians.
