When was it but in this moment,
When I was here and there,
Right here in this moment,
Where it didn’t count anymore,
Walked around in circles,
All the same
Right here in this moment.

Curse you for Giving me nothing but pleasure,
For the minute Pain that helped,
In its gruesome, ugly intesity,
True dianetic energy magnitude,
Was a droplet compared to the,
Ocean of tranquil pleasure

Left standing in the overpass of a great shadow,
It seems that This opens more doors,
Not shutting them all
But the one that I would re-open,
It’s hard to hear it’s locked now.