Silverfish Clack

Wise man say "be the pestle, not the pecking bowl." Me no listened, and now I am the crunched and rolled breaded fried eaten tubed and half lifed, again. We are the great pasty chain, of germs which do us good, evil is no different from art if you stage it well enough, viral is also virtual, and not only in pixels. Explain the three and a half thoughts in any sentence past, never! I don't know what it
was a passel of; madness catching sleepdrifting souls?