not sure where this fits... but it does:
- a keith moon solo (that's enough, right there!)
- the "holiday camp" fantasy ("forever")
- wicked uncle ernie as the prognosticator
- roger daltrey, laughing at keith's antics
- the audience
while it is fun (even hopeful?) to believe that the holiday will last forever, the reality is that tommy's holiday camp collapsed under its own, cancerous quest for followers. "see me, feel me, touch me, heal me" (e.g. "follow me"). uh, oh.
the second that wIe start advertising, chasing 'likes' and seeking followers, we lose the very Thing that brought us here in the first place.
wIe forget I Am, in favor of i.
y[i]-YEYE
(the ego's lullabye)
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