the possibility arises, the chance occurrence, the shot, the break, the something, it's happening, i can feel it, the change, it's like the quickening, but not quite since noone's head is rolling across the floor, and a certain lack of lightning, but still, something in the air, something tingling, really, monster loft, monster space, party central to put places to shame, communal, connected, together and joined, a crazy space, nutso, wacko, like jacko, and so out there, it's like catching the fin of a dolphin or a shark or a killer whale, and just riding, riding as far and for as long as you can, because it's not something i want to miss
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