titanic sails

The wall is up, like the side you favor when the coin falls, I am surrounded by walls, I am here because I caught the titanic, I booked a room and sailed here through the magma, and now I am sitting here. I can see my hands but I cant see my face, I think about the rain sometimes when its not there. I here my own voice in my head, but im not speaking it, I spend a lot of time with myself from when I am born up until the time I leave this place, in fact I spend everysecond of my life with myself. sometimes I get bored of myself, of my own thoughts, wow , imagine if I was really boring, it would be torture to be hanging out with myself for 80 odd yrs. I like hommos and I just had some, A goat rang me yesterday, no it didnt,I got a call from a jester today, when I met him, this jester , he was reading a book on quantum physics. That image puts the humor back into existence, its quite a sight. When the titanic sails through the magma, it gets hot and it kind of kills you and burns u up, you know but because its imaginary, its ok, I don't get hurt and the noises are quite strange as it sails. I recommend it as a mode of transport, but if not, you can take a seat on a tiger moth and fly through the ennio morricone spagetti western sets while watching clint as you pass over a gunfight. (if you were to eat a sandwhich at this point, it could fly out of your hands)You will always end up back here, as u r now, u r here sitting with yourself.