Hey there,
An interesting poem, a little dark for my taste these days but I still enjoy having a little peek from time to time.
I'm not really avery good poet, more functional than pretty, but then we can't have everything.
Heck, sometimes it feels like we can't even have what we need.
However, I suppose it is all down to how much we expect.
We have a near perfect world right here, a self-sustaining system that can easily continue forever.
However, we still need more, there's a universe to explore.
I guess the real big question is, what do we need to be happy?
I'd be alright with a regular income from writing and one reasonable girl who didn't want me to change all the time.
Charlie Sheen needs two girls, it seems.
Maybe some people need a whole planetful of ladies/men to find the one they like.
I don't know, the whole concept is getting a little weird for me now, I'm just doing my best to keep my feet on the ground.
The stars are nice, but there a plenty of beautiful ones right here, if we look hard enough.
Anyway, I'll answer a query here that will probably make no sense. I met a girl a long time ago, American, who suggested we could rule the world together.
She also said she had met aliens.
Personally, I like to keep my feet on the floor. Then again, I like everyone to be happy.
So I broke my psyche up, painted her a rough guide to where planet earth needs to go, and left her to run in the background.
Not a nice trick, but then neither is dragging people into space when they don't want to go.
Yet.....
I also noticed it seemed to be a Masonic plan, but that was very broken.
Who wants all the power and money? Well, let's get them to do the legwork for a change. They wanted it, they got it.
Just don't look quite like they thought.
Anyway, have fun, life's a party, just get on with it.
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