I May Say It Many Times, What A Life, What A Trip, Feel Pretty Good

It all takes time, so ain't waiting. Thinking of being stunned, stunted, by an oppressive economic system and being forced to live within it. Well kept the basic life experience and story for myself so no matter what situation I kept the original inspiration and message. Lucky to keep my sanity, even while I could say I felt crazy.

I'm not alone cause everyone I know has to work in such a way nowadays that they don't really have a life. It's disappointing in ways that people stay inside looking at screens when they are not at work. Where are all the people in the town square, or out and about. Talk about ghost town culture, ghost cities! Ghostly, ghastly urban sprawl! Who is standing to be shocked, have the gall!? No! Freaky! -addicted to the feelings of the mediums, a form of mass zombie withdraw. Afraid if you cut out the digital interface cause you will techno withdraw. A computer is cold, it can't give you a hug in your day.

It feels like you get punished for being poor. Let's do away with punish, haze culture of discrimination. The only reason someone is racist is cause they are in a rat race! Prime time for the paradigm reversal! A switch from the glitch. I'm evening myself out with my dance moves that were mistaken for nervous ticks! Full body restless leg syndrome!