“So I shouldn’t contribute by telling them about my latest bowel movement?”
“How should I parcel out this… No!”
“And why not. They showed interest by asking. I was being honest.”
“Really people don’t care about your experience when they ask that. They are just being polite”
“Evidently so, but I refuse to capitulate to your norms. I was brought up to…”
Reading through the want ads looking for something to do.
Everyone wanted experience, and I haven’t done the time.
Perhaps in the past I would have lied and tried my best.
Learning what I could before I was given my parole.
And applying that knowledge to the next economic sentence.
Can’t believe no matter where I go, there I would chains waiting.
Eventually the robots will come and take all of it away.
Destroying our way of life and setting us free, but to do what?
Composing art through words and images
Inspiring imagination and thought through deep story telling
Nobody is falling asleep in the dark, too much emotion and adrenaline
Everyone is mesmerized by what is happening on the big screen
Many will watch it again at home, but that collective theater experience is special
Allowing for a brief moment a community zeitgeist that can be transformative
Every new beginning has that night before
Veiled in ambiguousness and anonymity
Experience that tonight, and may your tomorrow be ever changed
Boy could those men tell you stories amid the smell of talc and aftershave
About times in the past that people have forgotten
Remembering with such clarity the neighborhood throughout time
Because they had been there for a combined hundred-sixty years
Everyone came there to sit in those ancient green chairs and listen raptly
Relishing their experience with those historians. The haircuts weren’t too bad either.
Crunching on this piece of Nashville hot fried chicken
Relishing in the heat and texture dancing in my mouth
It is a spiritual experience to be sure
So much noise and so much spice
Perhaps I should have gotten that milkshake after all
Yeppers, as my mouth begins to erupt, yes, I should have
That missing left at Albuquerque
Until you experience that aha moment
Realize that by making that accidental right
Now you can start living your own adventure
Perks are the sprinkles on the sundae known as life
Little things that add to the overall experience
Undertake your own quest to find these nuggets
So when it is time to leave you can say you lived large
Don’t you know you don’t own your soul?
Evidently, someone sold you a bridge located in Brooklyn
Everybody knows you just license your current user experience.
Didn’t you read the terms of service?
Confectionery concoction tempting my sweet tooth
Alluring in its simple primal call
Needless calories prostrate in front of me
Do I give in and experience their rapture?
You will have to tune in next time to find out