Thank you

Here in this White City, everything glows brightly,

And I walk anywhere I want freely,

To see whatever it is there is for me, radiating with light,

Warmth and compassion from above.

Thank you for the time spent in penitence for I have grown,

Into my manifested dream self, of which  I cannot say how I

Have done exactly, yet now I have expanded my consciousness

And am growing rich. Fuck being poor, I had my taste of it,

And it made me sick to think of staying there, so I learned

How to use my brain to generate money, in this glorious White City,

Thank you, thank you, thank you.