Yes, keep your feet on the ground. But enough of reaching for the stars. Just gaze up. Scowl at the billboards. Alter the diction in addiction. Why do most fans hate depth and space but not arson? Aspire for what? Be referential to which? When will this caress of minding who’s-who end and how dark is it in North Korea? Visit Wikipedia. Add an entry on SimSimi. Complaining about heat in Manila is like defining poetry: hook, line, & sinker, wear and tear, mile or (something overheard) para meter. Just stay home, vegetate, listen to “The Flame”. Want MTV. Cheap trick. Dire straits. Occupy rhyme and reason. Let it be.