I’d rather not talk about it. Fine, you can keep doing drugs and never talk about anything. That’s not how it is. Where is your father? I don’t know. Where is your mother? I don’t know. How could you not know? I don’t know. What about that one girl? Nothing. Nothing? A vampire. She is? All signs point to yes; fickle, spontaneous, vain. Even if not, she thinks I’m a shade of yellow. You’re not? No, not yet. Where’s your passion, where’s your glow? Mercury’s is in retrograde. Are you lost? No. I heard you went crazy? I did. What happened? I had feelings of alienation and empathy at the same time. I know you, you have to put your soul into something, what do you want with life? I am going to meet a beautiful woman, we will make love at dawn, mid-day, and twilight. We will travel across the world drink the finest wine, eat the finest foods, read books by firelight, adventure into the strangest of places. We will be the Universes’ conscious connection to its own existence, and send out sweet energy flying off into the galaxy. Our energy will be stronger than anti-matter or gravity, it will be impregnable, made of pure light, shooting our love off into the darkness of the galaxy. I like that. I’m glad.
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