Such a confusing world it would be. If I were you and you be me. No sense of direction then would prevail for heading towards you would not prevail. North would be South and East would be West, West be East, and oh well, the rest as well. Such a confusing world it would be, if coming and going were all the same for every dame would be copying another dame. We would all be same so it would appear and originality would have died out. Searing and tearing would hold no meaning for they would be as if healing. And healing too would become a bane, for it too would abstain. In this world up would be down and down be up. Lo behold! its all fucked up!!