freestyle rap and beatboxing

we're like balls bouncing around, occasionally hitting each other. occasionally bouncing away for long periods of time cause the space is so big and the balls are so many and the bouncing so chaotic.

it's so random, and perfectly ordered at the same time.

i can't even get my head around it, and still i embrace it. or at least i embrace it most of the time and more and more as time goes on.

i have been so many people by outside standards and yet i am still and will always be one cohesive ball bouncing around bumping into things in this great big cohesive bowl.

there is something to be said about traveling minstrels.

they're really something.