A matter of perspective this all
In whose court is the ball?
The same walls a different aura
Many boxes a new Pandora
It’s all happened before, literally,
So what’s the difference? Eventually
Why tell the story? Who’s listening?
Why the event? Damn the christening
How do I affect it at all?
This ball, this spinning boring ball
That is it. Love it says Nietzsche
But you’ve begun to believe it, haven’tya?