Have you ever drunk so deeply that you’ve found yourself turned inside out? How could it be? All of the aches and pains in the world, and I’m an animal again. Yes, an animal again! Because intelligence demands I stop n reflect n how dare the universe demand that I stop n reflect when I am dirt ridden, barrel living, moon howling animal, beyond ur senses of morality! We run around, n we run amok n live exactly here in the ever present. The ever present. The ever present. Where the pains are real, n the cold comes n we bite. Until we’ve turned ourselves inside out. But the truth is humanity stands like a sentinel; sun, whose eyes and hands grant you eternity, yes eternity. Yes eternity. You could live in the present, the ever present, or you could live in eternity? How do we do it? How do we communicate this eternity, just you and me? Just you, and me, in this eternity? I’m falling, all the way through time, but you’re here with me, n I hold on to you. N you hold on to me, and we fall into eternity, satellites bearing the light of that sentinel that grants us these Aphrodisian eyes and psychic hands. So that when the present meets eternity I’m found not an animal but a man.