I will never take the stage and steal the light But I will sit down and ask: “What is your life like?” “Do you drink tequila?” “Or would you rather have one on the rocks?” “How many squeezes of lemon would you please?” “What tickles your tastebuds?” “Which day of the week makes you happy?” Because.. It’s not about me My design is yours to take You can take that stage I don’t wear a uniform I won’t interrogate you But let us have conversations! To find the beverage of your likings And in the progress of creating I can lead the way But join me, in the process of floating I’d like to peel you Strip you And get to the core of you I won’t get there by asking you a question or two So let me turn you inside out and disassemble every thought To rearrange all the parts of your brain Let me use cellotape, glue or paste, to reconstruct every particle or surface I’ll organize your personal peepshow so you can steal that light that I installed You can take that stage on the floor that I chose So let’s toast to good ideas and no entrance fee! Because this stage, this design is yours to take.