I post, therefore I... BULLSHIT!

Rotten, my heart is. P.S. Space Needle please abduct me, for I am high enough for you to do so.

"You sea! I resign myself to you also.... I guess    what you mean, I behold from the beach your crooked inviting fingers, I believe you refuse to go back without feeling of me; We must have a turn together.... I undress    .... hurry me out of sight of the land, Cushion me soft.... rock me in    billowy drowse, Dash me with amorous wet.... I can    repay you. Sea of stretched ground-swells! Sea breathing broad and convulsive breaths! Sea of the brine of life! Sea of unshovelled and always-    ready graves! Howler and scooper of storms! Capricius and dainty    sea! I am integral with you.... I too am of one phase    and of all phases. Partaker of influx and efflux.... extroller of hate    and conciliation, Extroller of amies and those who sleep in each others'    arms."                                               Walt Whitman

_CONCLUSIONS_ Never jump to them

_DRIFTWOOD_ Wood drifted or floated by water. People tend to grab on to it when they don't want to drown.