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(              )
                                          ­                        & so ... ?

BUT ALSO

Death is boring

& so ... ?                                                            
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We are bored / we are dying
We are dying / how boring

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( & so ... ? )

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Out to the open field

The oft proclaimed Wilderness

( of free choice and understanding )

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We can numb ourselves
Call lust love

Hurt each other
Hurt ourselves

Get mad
Take revenge

Forgive
Say *******

Get depressed
Take our meds

Rip ourselves to shreds

pretend our dreams
Have more than a
Snowball's chance in hell
Of coming true

Since we really have no dreams anyway

YOU KNOW

JUST KEEP DOING WHAT WE ARE DOING

until we actually commit an ugly suicide

Or just plain die ugly

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OR NOT

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But we can't just do nothing
Cause that would be boring
And boredom is death
As we know

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??         Now         ??

WHAT REALLY MUST WE DO TO BE SANE

AND HAPPY IN TODAY'S  WORLD ?

would be an interesting topic for these

Poetry exercises people get into

••

Wouldn't  it ?

••

But

We

ARE MASTERING  THE

PAIN GENRE !

We

ARE

POETS OF THE


GREAT BROKEN !

we have become

MASTER POETS OF

REVENGE  RANTING

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to build a new world
A LIVING WORLD

we would have to

START ALL OVER !

CREATE REAL MEANING

GIVE UP ON OUR

SUPER STARDOM AND OUR SUPERSTARS

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& so ... ?

What is it that we must do ?

••

Well

NO USE THINKING ABOUT IT

HAVE FEELINGS AND EMOTIONS ABOUT IT

INVEST OUR LIVES IN IT

IF WE ARE NOT REALLY GOING

TO DO IT

IS THERE ?

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( & it IS fairly obvious

What it is


Isn't it ? )

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Well

I 'll talk some more about this later

And just hold every one in my heart

And assess how best to go from here

In a manner that is easy to enter into

And useful and kindly