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"Life / Afterlife"
It's all going down. The Kingdom is at hand.
The real is unreal; the unreal is real.
It's fucking invisible so I'll open my mouth
because if I don't that makes me crazy IRL.
The IRL is not real.
It's all going down. The Kingdom is at hand.
We go on until it stops us
or just before we think it will stop us
and we stop it. We stop it.
The afterlife is now. The Kingdom is at hand.
That makes me crazy IRL.
I feel I'm starring in a play by Eugene O'Neill
(from his weird period);
my character is based on one single thought of Søren Kierkegaard,
but in this scene is all chain smoking and glug glug glugging.
We go on until it stops us,
or just before we think it will stop us, we stop it. We stop it.
It happens to everyone & everyone everyone knows.
I can't take my mind off of this.
I need to take my mind off of this.
The afterlife is now. The Kingdom is at hand.
I can't take my mind off of this. I need to take my mind off of this . . .
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