Once was a Time when all who

Once was a Time when all who
dared listen came away with the
most wonderful sense of Akashic
Records. Again in the womb of joy
directly before the matinee starts we
stand in line enjoying a performance
of young men beating on plastic. It
has taken me back to a much
simpler Time when I was sick home
from school and my Nana would
make me soup and buttered bread to
keep my strength up so that when I
grew up, the talons of life would
turn to me and rip and tear at
what walls I built around me to
protect my kingdom from you. I
never finished the project.