When the mind is feeling barren
\nand the first cup is still full,
\nit’s time to start some sharin’
\nwith those folks who throw the bull.
\nSocial media jury, that island of pure fury,
\nhas some room at their dock for your boat.
\nSome favor you’ll curry; there’s no need to worry.
\nJust throw anything out there to float.
\nConspiracies. Black-Eyed Peas.
\nGet that hot pot stirring.
\nThe dead still live. Ghosts roost in trees.
\nThe black hole between then and during.
\nThe cult of\u00a0@ wears no foil hat.
\nThe Sect of There hates motion.
\nThe world will end with soup of bat.
\nThere’s space ships in the ocean.
\nThe dark are eating up the light
\nlike breadcrumbs made of stars.
\nIf it don’t hurt, then it’s not right.
\nAnd aliens sell cars.
\nIf that can’t get you energized,
\nthen brew another pot.
\nThe chat just gets more super-sized.
\nWait ’til you hear the plot.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"