Lately I have been exercising my stream of consciousness with one idea leading to something else and sometimes going in strange directions.
The Australian group, Skyhooks had some catchy and cheeky, sometimes even a little smutty, lyrics; one song which stuck in my brain was 'Ego is not a dirty word'. A Skyhooks event was the only band concert I ever bothered to go to and that at age 18, in the 1970s, at Festival Hall, Melbourne.
Anyhow, I began to wonder what my rampant ego, when it gets exercise, would look like.
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