it all comes and goes as it will as it is it.
it dives and drowns into itself over and over.
the spectacle continues through it all.
ha ha ha...
the idle mind in the devil's playground.
the plaything at the whim and amusement of the gods as we imagine them to be.
the meaninglessness of the void of it all.
all and all and then some.
ha ha ha...
as he lights another cigarette.
as he is very much confused and loving every moment of it.
as he is very much who/whatever the fuck he is and digging the groove of it.
ha ha ha...
and as he is in the garden.
and as he dances and sings.
and as he falls down.
and as he laughs.
ha ha ha...
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