the boom 'round the camp fire

electricity.
clean and unmuffled  noise.

we've upgraded haven't we..
to understanding beyond ancient comprehension.


further more let's examine the force behind
such power.





it's exotic.
yes,
this new and prime way of life is exotic.

i feel like a well oiled robot.
sent here from a distant beyond in search
of native culture..

only to find my pilgrimage leading to a place
not unlike that of my home world.






i feel like a black cat stalking through
a neon jungle.

virtual and dangerous,
my eyes are as bright and luminescent as the
vibrant trees around.

but i'm not nearly as sleek as the environment that surrounds.



so let's take it all in folks.
the heavy bass and
unfathomably euphoric rhythm

drives us to absolution.

overwhelming fire,
burns at our core.

and we are the batteries to this madness.

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[Karen666]

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