Sticky bullshit vs transient elation.
What is it about this world that allows the former to perpetuate
and the latter to feel fleeting?
I don’t know, but I’m sick of it.
What if every negative thought/feeling was a complete waste of time?
Just a captivating distraction from a greater reality
All together now, ala Chubby Checker – 1, 2,
Come on Baby ….
Let’s do-o the Shift