I am nothing. I am everything.

I am nothing. I am everything. The world spins a web of madness. A man jumps off cliff. A man smokes a spliff. Everybody knows everything, yet nobody knows anything. The dervish and the frugal. The impoverished and their noodles. When all is said and done, there is still time for rum. The beating of a drum. Pa rum pum pum pum.

Cast away into a sea of loneliness. Cleanliness is next to godliness. Their holy scripture reads like a man’s brow as he’s ripped limb to limb. Edgy, concerning, and revealing of their inner nature. A word salad upon which to eat.