I came across a book written by a new age sage calling himself Bo Lozoff. The pages seemed saturated with the dissolute ramblings of a rather cheap mysticism. Fortunately, Lozoff had apparently retained a great deal of his wit and sense of absurdity, as evidenced by the many pen and ink illustrations peppering the pages of his book. Here are three of my favorites, which I have now brought to you with the help of a scanner.
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