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snaps & whistles
like them old fashioned TV sets with antennas; as a kid I had one-i still remember- how every now and then called for attention-to adjust them just a smidget when the static came up;
no remote control-for volume and channels needed personal touch; several TV programs, but back then felt like enough;
it's like my mind resonates with a similar sort of bug; a little fuzz here and there but still able to "manage" somewhat....
mentally and physically most times, one's "out of touch"; while the mental surfs its channels- as one's coasting through the mud; though every now and then internal snaps and whistles bring the fuzz-
at times one's just too down to even budge; so one allows the sound and visual to do just what it does....
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