there are no limits on speed, no bumps to impede that singular rush of inspiration, that surging wave we ride to euphoric highs defying doubt and disbelief within and throughout these paths least-travelled
where rhythmic beats of compulsion thrill the air way beyond the mean, and we glide over ambiguous bell curves dispelling conspicuous myths and null hypotheses with relative ease
where iambic warriors and wordsmiths, high on lyrical amphetamines, wageΒ Β epic battles of verse and rhyme and the blood of creativity is spilled onto finite scrolls and screens
where the thoughts and dreams of poets, peasants and pimps reign eternal