Nah... That was a lame attempt at slapstick whatever.
But, back - yes and because it was inevitable.
I'd like to go up and shout from the rooftops - "History repeats..."
But what motivates man really? The end objective or the sick kick in plainly doing it.
So why do people force you to stay, when all they feel for you is instinctive, impenetrable, lame hatred. And since you have this penchant to attract controversies and other suitable forms of the same kind. You can imagine.
So... This is about changing again. Changing for good - that doesn't exist; cannot happen. You can always change back.
Or maybe transformation of trash into something useful for some more time... Trash it is, nevertheless. And trash it will be forever.
So here I am - waiting still but yeah - I can see something shaping up!
Bless the Lord and Bombay... whatever.
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