How do you find a clean mind and a free spirit? How do you shed the fucking world off your back? How do you re-discover and re-assert yourself every single day, so this is not a day lost, but a day worthy for you and worthy of you? How do you give love when you can’t find it within yourself? When you finally and rarely do find it, how do you give it to people afraid to take it? Afraid of themselves, unfeeling? How do you change perceptions? Recently I’ve been scared of the thought I did not take enough drugs in my younger years, did not visit more of the vast planes of uninhibited thought when my mind was ready for it. I fear the old age that is not here physically, but creeps from behind to snatch at my soul and entangle it in an old, old, moldy web called “settling down”. I don’t wanna settle down, not because of the settle, but because of the down. No downs please. Get up and go. Take someone with you and go, go. GO!