Essentials of being here days keep repeating am I a kept man in bondage to time don’t know what to do do what you don’t know all your don’t knows will come to call free from where we are now oblivion comes knocking oblivion remains a possible destination free from dying to get there free from memory from the forgotten the I can still remember free from everyone looking like someone else no question of identity neither yesterday nor tomorrow talking into the void no discernible attention on the beaten path to the altar of I am