Little by little bit. I watched .
the salty hour glass sand pile shrink.
as it funneled down to the bottom.
of the reservoir.
Just like a co-ed college party drink,
Nerve tension intensified.
As The limited ration supplies diminished.
You know, full well,
that you just can't get high.
But that doesn't stop you from trying, fully surrendered to the addiction.
But why do you want to.
The tank is on E.
Yet your attempts continue on.
the gas light blinks. got used to man just one last hit , now come on!
ring the bell !
like it's noon on a Sunday!
just enough to fix your head .
so that you can hit the runway!
your unlit brain is too mundane.
Time to start sifting the bread crumbs, surfing the carpet for a big wave !
So that you can hang ten.
With the best of them!
But it's not... your day,
so the world must be ending.
And then you remember .
a place where you may have stashed. something just for such an occasion.
Of course, it's gone.
But now you're focused and dedicated. determined to feed the monster.
For which you'll reverse.
the scrolls of revelation.
from game over,
To start over again .
Flip the hour glass.
Tomorrow is Another stage.
for the hollow man!
Could NASA heated vapors,
shoulder raise constant,
traded through magnification glass,
fine cortical torch, lasers,
expendable laboratory assistance.
Get replacements. Fast.
Resorted to growing clones on site. Hydroponicly in the basement.
Implementing nutrient baths.
for developmental growth accileration.
Riddle activated staircase.
leads to the first decompression chamber.
of the rolling auto sterilization,
followed by a screening from a symbiote bonded chimpanzee that senses danger.
Welcome to the mutant Underground!
Hope you survive the .
new age Music record player.
the forgery remaker will see you now.
Our Native American .
weapons and equipment technician,
Tailor of telefloronic uniforms.
You're here to consult.
The cerebero oracle of course...
.
Time begins to flow in reverse!
To rebuild your sand castle.
And then...
Little by little bit...
I watch the salty hour glass,
Sand pile shrink...
As if for no town of of the rest of or just like a cold and kind of hearty drink.
Their tension intensified as the limited expression surprise diminished.
You know, full well that you just can't get a right that doesn't stop you from trying, fully surrender to the addiction.
The take is, I get your tips gonna take a long gas, like waits a man, just one last ten, go on.
Oh, like it's new on a Sunday. Just to help me fix your head so that you can hit the front way your butt lit brain feels too mundane.
It's time to start surfing the bread, crow, surfing the curve.
And it's search. I'm a wait, wait, so you can, hey, jack, it, let's look down, but it's not your day, so it's And then you do the perfect place where you can stand something, you distort, search and engage in the courts exactly.
But now you must try to keep it determined, to find the way to...
