Where will you go?

What will you do?

When the dead end streets aren’t going your way?

See, I listen to my inner voice too

The one that tells me

When I meet an impasse

I just blow that up and create a whole new direction self sabotage art forerunner to the anarchistic capitol of whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stranger…..

Hahahahahah follow me

Or create your own streets with no name doesn’t really matter in the end

We all return to dust

Or are reborn in the carcass of an ant

Or a black cat named felix, searching for dirty tuna scraps somewhere behind his favorite dumpster drive in

Either way

Balance is boring

Its a four letter word to me

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