if there's one thing i took away from the disasterpiece of american dramabombing,
and the ensuing terrors, trials, tribulations, and triumphs?
yeah.
we only ever get what time we get,
with no guarantees of good, bad, ugly, or explosive...
i'm grateful for the time that i have been given.
so,
i'm doing what i do to span it the most expressively, expensively. expansively.
and with all the raging savage stormswept berserker gyspsy enthusiasm i've got.
if this is all there is,
then it's gotta go to eleven,
even when it's not going anywhere at all;
never quiet, never soft.....
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