Monday, March 31, 2014

you are your own binge.

fully charged, suited up with wheels turnin as to where, go on as gone. the most simple form is spontaneity. nestled comes from nest, stagnant as ever for me here and now. i must move in order to keep alive. im missing an entire direction, west is too wet to roll, and theres still roads that need turned on and ridden down. offered, always offer and solo is almost always better. one world. unless linked up with like minded. to tell you of whats out there and give up spots would ruin the key of spontaneity. the topic as subject. deflected then dialed. no gods no master. you are your own binge. fall in line with the rest and resemble a deflated being amongst the other waifs.

time to buy another map. moonlight at midnight and in the delta, turning anew.

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