Story Mix 2 - “Gilligan’s Island”

I have no stones on No socks and no shoes on Only have clothes on Try to fall backwards Into some somewhere But God knows, I can't yet That was ever after, That was ever after That was Hasn't happened yet Happiness is a Warm hug from a Comrade or a Long lost love, Very good friend, or a– Fast, fast forward to Heading somewhere Faster than ever, And that was Ever after Ever after Ever after That was Ever after Ever after Ever after So much for a song So much for a– Water I'm probably parched, aren't I? Back from a fast, They come shorter and shorter (somewhat like my temper) But I have such patience of saints For a tempest or temptress (or empress, eh?) Never the more was I farther from Never Never the more was I humbled but Now that I've dooubled up on troubled learning, seems that the process as Been long forgotten The pleasure in pain from the serrated plastic utensil Reminds me where my mind goes If left to drift I haven't danced in ages, Nor have i sung the song of forgiveness Still, here I am in the river of [Indifference] Holy shit, I was thirsty. So what's in your wallet? Nothing, but a couple avocados, Or a taco However you look at it (not much) Less than nothing in New York I've been broke in all 5 burroughs. Besides Staten Island, But that's irrelevant Because the whole island is Said to be An alien planet Ask Pete Davidson. Or perhaps he's busy playing dad to the kardashians, Haven't you had enough? Probably not, actually. Apparently, I don't know when i'm thirsty anymore, but that explains Acting automatically Ad-naseum I exacerbated the situation; Eggagerated the circumstances Circumvential quantum physics Consequential severance packages Actual reality actually (Whatever that is) Whatever happens naturally Or habitually, intrinsically Environmental enemy, Anerobic catastrophe Everlasting elastic Classic satellite image Interesting, Interateller {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ©