FULL CIRCLE
No way
Even in this foggy state of euphoria, not unlike suspended animation, the only regular occurrences being punctual-repeated recurrences of deja` vu.
I see the boringly mundane prophets/pundits and seers conjuring predictably surprising ways and unpredictable means to appease or at-the-least please, bohemian disdainful maniacs in a feverish dervish.
We mean not what we say and say not what we think, dawn to dusk and night & day, shhhssh! Walls have ears and shoes 'ave tongues. Hey, hey, hay! I say- the games that delinquents play, shall fool the deranged nor the insane-----No way, NO WAY.
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