If being in this sun is the loveliest, then we must begin. If you wish to now be going to the place, then you flow through the downtown river. Bow down to the greatness. Believe the pillow rest that’s boxed into the room below the television with Kerri-Anne Kennerley staring directly into your soul. Ripped be people with sonic power. Take the hot seat and feel your hair being parted and remember to bring a pen half filled with no ink.
Jovial normal people squeeze together through cloudy music even if interrupted by quacking ducks. Taking a jump start to buy diamond steel, satisfaction be key… there’s intense sacredness burning around us. Keep words scrambled, acting like everything is normal, is not beyond your understanding. You know I’m right by placing the spotlight directly into your eye. Don’t go happiness, you are bright in the ever glowing fried egg. Feed the content with a blanket of consciousness warmed by the sun.
Go now and forever be altered.