It feels so good to be able to listen to music off my computer again. With good speakers. Little brother got his stitches taken out today.  Things feel weird as hell now. Weird as in...I'm not sure. You know the moment when your whole life seems to be on some burning path. Its definitely far from negative. Its like...the beauty of uncertainty. The beauty of not knowing. Something that inspires the adventurer in all of us.

TO inspire us to fuck up our credit scores by trying to recreate "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas". Like aspiring towards some form of complete absolution of everything, into a state of freedom. Not just a mindset, but watching that mindset echo into the physical. I remember a time...far from now. Very far from now, when man did not spend his entire lifetime behind a desk in hopes that he might have to work anymore.
I remember a time when a man's work was a fulfillment of himself.  And he spent the rest of his days in the town and city greeting every soul, seeing the sunlight in each person's eyes. Simpler times with close knit and tight communities that lived in log cabins rather than concrete and plaster jail cells.