When I was young, I was mute to music.
When I was older, I thought I’d be cute and bought a Qute.
I was awakened.
Then I dreamed of reaching the stars and bought a Star.
The Star was like night and day.
When I was older again, I felt an itch.
The itch had to be scratched, there was a fog in front of the Star and it wasn’t a Nova.
I bought a 282/200. The veil was lifted.
The veil wasn’t lifted.
But the fog had thinned. I bought a 252/300.
The darkness was gone. The veil was truely lifted.
I wasn’t satisfied.
I was almost broke.
It had to be done, 555, 552, 500, a DR they said.
The veil was lifted. I was broke.
SWMBO left the house, I showed her the door. My jaw hit the floor.
I was awakened.
My obsession had finally abated.
Then I heard, “there is a Statement”.
