“There must be some way out of here,”

Said the joker to the thief,

“Therès too much confusion,

I can’t get no relief.

Businessmen, they drink my wine,

Plowmen dig my earth,

None of them along the line

Know what any of it is worth.”


“No reason to get excited,”

The thief, he kindly spoke,

“There are many here among us

Who feel that life is but a joke.

But you and I, wève been through that,

And this is not our fate,

So let us not talk falsely now,

The hour is getting late.”


All along the watchtower,

Princes kept the view

While all the women came and went,

Barefoot servants, too.

Outside in the distance

A wildcat did growl,

Two riders were approaching,

The wind began to howl.


La capacità di creare mondi alternativi, di vivere con creatività, di trovare mondi in comune. Questa è la via d’uscita.

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