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Some say I am no one. I say I am someone, something, half step in and out, half step beyond conscious cause I’m ego like that. Feely feel and no feel and no center, no rink to ground me maybe. Maybe baby shame me crazy, Rasputin pollutin gaseous mind obtrusion. Rhyme for melody, rhyme for brevity of insane mind breakbeats. Techno me evolving and rejecting sparkspeak. I am computer guy. Technology lover/hater. Can’t make up mind in generation defend my addiction, defend my new life, cyber life, gizmo wife…‎