I wanted to make something that didn't make sense and yet would still rhyme, kinda like the rhymes we used to chant when we were 10 years old. This took months to write because I would just jot down the rhymes as they came to me as the weeks went by. I finally had to force myself to wrap it up and get on with the finer things in life like finding out what are the finer things in life :o)
Written by Robert W. "DJ" Cameron. This piece is not dated but probably written about the same time as "Values." It is another semantic play with words stimulated by the style of Edgar Allen Poe.
If a tree drops in the forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound? My final answer, why is everyone wasting their life worrying about a tree falling over there when trees are falling in front of you?