*Larry gets up after a while and gets the crowds undivided attention in a character appropriate way* Larry: They told me to stop wanting, to only need, and to love infinitely; he said one love, one truth. He said even the most evil deeds that get done come from love- in one form or another; it's fluid like water; it transforms. We harness our nerves with the shredded carcasses of the innocent groves so alive. For me there is a new life ahead, where I know, my anus will never be truly alone, for this old anus will not ever be safe from alien proctologists. Aliens stay with you forever in the form of constant nagging thoughts; hyper awareness of your anus. Your bowels, butt farts, and poop movements consume your mind and your thoughts and soon your whole identity is striving to be the best anus the galactic masters would wish for. It sounds awful, but I am too far gone to give a damn about something like that now.