When I want to align myself with the universe,

And allow my vibration to rise

To the skies of blue,

And become one with the white hot plasma

And traverse the blinking stars,

I get myself fully vested,

And submerse myself 

In the smoke and mirror business.

I make snake oil and sell it,

And shark repellent in an aerosol can,

And find ways to spam myself

Against the world of high class business 

Like that found on Wall Street.

Then I feel in tune with the visions

Of stark reality

Provided by the light of day,

And the stumbling blindset,

The mindset of night.

-jenn