Doo-Doo Feces

I am Jack's delusional thoughts of mass hysteria and impromptu sessions of high quantity drugs use, never sacrificing quality. I stay in the home. I stay in the home. I stay in the home. Who just said that?...Why I can't, I don't know...Who could? But it is inevitable. Non-sense sentences get ripped apart so you can read between the lines. Pride, envy, gluttony, lust, anger, greed and sloth...these are the things that keep me going. Like incandescent light illuminating false securities and adjusting the color balance as if there is some meaning to it all. It's all relative. It's all relative. It's all relative...wouldn't you agree?.....