Personal soundtracks. Don’t have one? Then create one. You’ll walk down the street strutting your stuff. Or as George Clinton, the leader of a funk group, said, “put a glide in your stride, a dip in yo’ hip, and come on up to the mothership.”
A soundtrack is much better than going through life and looking down periodically at a script. The script knows where it’s going. You are just along for the ride. A soundtrack is an inspiration to be yourself.
Dance yourself silly to your soundtrack. Sure, you’ll get in trouble. But, at least it’s original to you.
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The Mothership? THAT Mothership? The one that beams instructions to our cats via their chips?
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