You live you die and death not ends it.

The grand highway is crowded w/lovers & searchers & leavers so eager to please & forget. Wilderness.

We're reaching for death on the end of a candle We're trying for something that's already found us

Music is your only friend until the end...

Give form to the passing World. Freeways are a drama.

Rather than starting inside, I start outside and reach the mental through the physical.

Adolescence and early youth...the fires are burning fastest, right? And your energy level is highest. It demands...and rock is screaming type music.