Tribute.

In the morning, wake me up! And tell me everything.
So that I can understand your world and you can understand my dreams. Yeah I could be everywhere, and yes, you can be there with me anytime! But no, I just want to be a ghost and be everywhere, see everything. Be everything.

No one’s perfect. But no, I ain’t giving that lame line of I’m no one. I am one among you. Faceless, nameless. Floating. A Vapor that passes you by and you would never get a whiff of me. But I still know that it’s you.

Who’re they? The inimitable collective whom we blame for everything because we ain’t man enough to take it on our frail shoulders?

Oh bliss!! To be smashed out of your brains. To be blown away into that kingdom. Of lovely maidens, clear blue skies, white pearly beaches, green gentle waves lapping up the sands, and of the school of multi-colored exotic fishes that nibble at your fingers, the birds throating it in full glory.

So C’mon Y’all Let’s take this town. Let’s get away. Like a Child I must believe in all this. And hence this shot to the head. To get away. Everyone of you, let’s put our worry down, Stand up on your feet and let’s all chant
“Long Live the Absinthe! Long live the Green Fairy!”

Oh Bliss. To shut out this world for a while and swim in my dreams!

Note: Blitzed out of my skull on the weekend. Having killed all my slower cells, fully-functional and non-delusional, firing on all cylinders.