Much could be said about the wired generation overcoming the lies of the postwar era, an event which now coincides with the resurrection of holy empire over the lands of the EU. Here at this very hour we see the public return of enlightened men of European race already culminating in the popular rebirth of the prophet Zarathustra himself. I suppose we could even talk about purely descended decent guys who know a thing or two about the world simply enjoying the flatworld of Sydney platz like blessed prophets themselves, the future coming on strong even in the city I know best, this one and only truly global city of the great Southern land. 
Lot’s of pretty words that make no sense whatsoever.
Still, it is pretty writing.
But a schizophrenic could do as much.
Maj: My queen (my muse: inspiration to both heroes and poets:
I would go to the underworld to get you back and, hopefully, have the strength to not look behind me to make sure you were there
…
Just, in a fanciful way, throwing down my mac, sweetheart -that is in the fanciful spirit in which I see you…
Have you ever been to Europe?
If so, then when?
Sounds vaguely familiar, like future shock did back in the eighties. I’ve been to been to Melbourne so I can relate. I am way more optimistic, that those men of Europe are silently very much informed and consequently able to deflect the sentiment.
No sense=make no conscious impact
In this case id say a word jumble makes little conscious impact, but not “no” impact.
Seeing nonsensical imagery is actually not nonsensical, since it usually makes much impact.
It appears to me that Europe is enmeshed in utopian fantasy, in the Western belief that scientific progress and just the right politics will save the people from themselves. What may be needed is a spiritual wakening. What does Zarathustra have to do with this?