we see the party we want to see
come one come all: let us get together and lubricate ourselves with alcohol. drink and dance with strangers. extend the professional equation, to… strangers who drink together: so was the holler: i tried for a bit in my mind, to find a good reason as to why i would want to be there? yeah, there were some people who i would like to have a drink, chat, stare out into nothing with, but not with 168 other people around me. so i smoke my mind out and entered the sea of animality: pressing of bodies, radaring, blanking out reason, testosterone, wall to wall. wherever the eye went, bacchus was present in full form… i cover myself with ego, bubble out my mind and wade into the charade…
posted by goldfluke @ 10:38 AM
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