The vision presenter's voice rang sweet and clear. His intonation hit the perfect chords, just as every detail of his unblemished facade was crystal clear. It was as it should be, since I had set the controls for - no, not the heart of the sun, yet I wished I could - maximum clarity. I wanted to see the show, and more so because the show was about me.
By Pink Floyd Excellent song. The lyrics pertain to (most probably) the group's experience itself. As such, it is funny and humorous, poking fun at the system of media barons and "chart" economics. I relate to it even more these days, when all I need is money. I am at peace, content, moksha-esque, even - but I do need money for subsistence. Which reminds me , how do I monetize my writings? Time to fire up the Vaio.
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