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I'm sitting in front of my screen,
formulating words to express the sudden onlsaught
of morphing brainwaves slushing about in my cranium,
and amidst the constant search for that awesome new song
to be blasted from my speakers
(the result,a few doors in the house bang and lock in unison.),
the sudden rush of brainjuice kicks up a stir
in the old mental engine room
and pretty soon my fingers dance about on the keyboard rhythmically
and steadily tap-tapping away.

And in this random moment of inspiration,
the end result leads back to where it began,
the infinite question mark.

we go so far, but are we going anywhere at all?