Inside and out, so close yet so far.
Controlled by the same one.
Yet so differently percieved.
Seeming to exist differently.
Inside and out.
Differently.

Cosmetics young Paul, it's all about cosmetics, that's why some writers and poets grow famous without really deserving it, they've mastered cosmetics... Very important, because the way you write makes sense to you, the way you read changes things, and the origional intent can be completely different than what you read, understand? No, of cource not, I never bothered with cosmetics...

what's the difference between today and tomorrow today is build on yesterday, but when did building start, was there a day without yesterday? too many people, two billion, listen, don't hear (props to Simon & Garfunkle) but in the world i see, there are two billion and five, then only the five listen, so only the five care... the end...
...the end, or the beginning of nothing, something is becoming useless, becoming nothing... everything... a horrid end to an ugly something, but at least there was something, and we look ahead, and see nothing, we don't want to go, we don't ant to go to nothing
the end

my dress pants... dressy
my tie... tied
but wouldn't you know it?
my brain is... fried