So whats going on here

So what’s going on here? My question is where is the heartbeat of the city? Is it in the mom and pop places we buy our food? Is it in traffic, the dumb things people do. Or in the music we listen to. Is it hidden under lost layers of graffiti somewhere only vandals have seen? Or is it in the tall tales of winos in the ravine. The collective heartbeat that tells of out of sight spots to paint a masterpiece. Could it be OG legends of times past, or the short lil honey with all that ass. Is it our children, our elders or the one we intend to marry? Is it our hopes, our direction, our energy or the ideas we consider? Contemplating time, space and the origins of matter. Is the soul in the pictures we take and songs we sing. Is it hyphy or somewhere out side of society? Is our collective heart beat sex or the bread you will buy from your next paycheck. Is it the perfect lil hole that’s wet or does it go out to the lost kids that haven’t grown up yet. Trips we take or promises we break. Is it the last mean thing we said before a tragedy or are you more concerned with the mindless TV? Are you invested in reality or what airhead celebrities do with their body? Are you a freak full of eccentricity or a spiritual battery high on cosmic electricity?