His name is everywhere, so his spirit is everywhere.
On the tips of tongues..
And that was the goal.
Nothing altruistic, nothing moral..
Just a spirit of that..
And you fed it.
After midnight..
Then you got it wet..
(yo)
Gremlins? A gremlins reference?
Feed things, or in the modern sense
“feed things publicly”
It makes them stronger.
Makes them relevant .
And the crowd doesn’t even notice, because a Crowd never thinks clearly ..
Never thinks with the nimbleness of an individual..
And who you are.
Who you are at the core…
It’s the person you are when you’re alone.
That’s the only true version ..
So..
(you best get to know that motherfucker)
Might be useful…maybe..
dusk 