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Do You Know What I Mean?

Precursor

Imagine that you are in deep, deep space… looking in the direction of Earth. You start accelerating. As you approach our planet, you can start to make-out the shapes of many blocks. The closer that you get, the more cubicles come into focus. Finally, as the number of cubicles appears to be reaching infinity, you come to the space known as "my cubicle".

Once you pass into my space, you continue inside the cubicle that sits atop my neck. Slipping into my consciousness, you say to yourself:

"We live in decadent, decadent times," I tell you.

Are you gonna come clean? Look at yourself! Look in the mirror… is it the same old routine? Do you know what I mean?

Are you going to come clean? Or, have you become one with the machine? Do you have any idea what it is I mean?

Welcome to the ma-sheeeeeene. Are you coming clean?

Do you know what I mean?

You thought it couldn't… it couldn't happen to you. Now, here you are… caged in their zoo.

interlude for pondering

Do you know what I mean? Will you ever, ever come clean?

You're part of their machine.

The home of the free. The land of the brave. If not for you… but, for me?

better ponder some more

Do you have any idea?

And, you wonder to yourself, "Will I contribute to my generation being as lame as the one before me?"

Double Taxation Without Representation?

Have you looked in the mirror?

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