To the land of the PLUR we go. Skippy dee doOoOoo..
the place where the rainbow is always brighter. People
dress in pretty colors and dance under the lights and
everyone is happy.
...but no one notices that bad-tripper in the corner. All
alone, by himself, he sits around and watches the happy people
dance. He watches, and envies, and he sits all alone. No one has
brought him into the happy circle. No one has welcomed him.
No one has even noticed he exsists. So he sitst there and watches
them as they dance and drink and be merry.
...the happy people cheer as the d.j. turns up the bass.
Oh my, what a feeling of joy and ecstasy. The music plays on,
and the room gets a feeling of total connection. Everyone in
the room is as one. But wait...
...what's this? Someone in the room is not connected.
The absence of someone's presence becomes suddenly so
clear. The crowd looks around for this missing soul. And then
they see him. He's sitting over there, on a lonely little corner
of the couch. Sitting there are alone. Sitting and watching them,
with no sign of amusement or pleasure in his eyes. A girl walks
over to him and takes his hand, and she speaks for the
whole room as she says, "we would love it if you would come
and dance with us."
...suddenly the lonely little bad-tripper smiles and says
"I would love to." He gets up on his feet, and now, the lonely
little bad-tripper is a lonely little bad-tripper no more.
He follows the girl to the floor and joins in as everyone
starts dancing and cheering. The d.j. turns up the bass again.
Oh my, what afeeling of ecstasy!!!
What a complete sensation of PLUR!!!