"This is da Place you can F off all night"

Ohhhhhh. Stop. I am loosing my mind. It is late at night. I drank some coffee just experience my mania in an alert fashion. Some would say that I could hypathetically f off all night. Where is my mind. Awake, Aware, Alert in the moment even if can't sleep I have lived awake longer. The city that never sleeps in my beautiful mind. Deep inside I sit there on my throne in heaven. I look down on the earth and I think to myself that life is more exciting then the after life and wish I was alive again in the spirit. Spiritually I will be back. If I don't complete my mission the circle of life dictates I come back in a different form of a human to finish my work of advocasy for Hex-Theory.  A honeycomb hide out where you can avoid the authority and not be subjegated to anyone. The Scott-Irish said that they would never be subjagate and fought the English for all time until maybe I don't know when but, listen... That's my fighting heart breathing...