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2. armed with dreams and pure desire

i know you've heard all the rumors
the legends, incredible stories,

i have heard them too.

armed with dreams and pure desire....

(lets just hope this "globe" thing is wrong.
that those paths in the darkness
without the streetlights
are ending all over the world
spilling into mists and myst'rys
to be searched and scoured
till the terrible dawn
wakes the world entirely
and brings us back
to this simple life
of nothing
and all)

we're all about the little movements in the middle of the moony night downtown or just on the edge of the world (i hear its flat. get over it.), the specks of dust and light which tumble and fall off the side into that wide gaping maw of the Unknown... this mythos of edges make me hot. i wanna scrape my knees on the end-of-it-all and fall into the abysmal opens with mangly demonic monsters waiting hungrily for explorers and adventurers to trample on into Their Lands - talk about the wrong side of the tracks!

way past the Out, and on into the darkness. we will keep pushing the bounds and exploring the smaller towns, looking for the gateways and busted thresholds into the New Place (i hear it's huge). we love/is the Losts, and treasure every minute of geographically induced confusion. and do remember that that corner you cornered is not same corner you cornered three days ago... you can never go home again.
but back on the twisty windy stream to which we abide.
our wonder will not die. our awe still fills us entirely. we are explorers of worlds. we are infininauts, astroventurers reaching out with nubby lil' fingers on quivering hands, stronglike, and seeking out the distances with passionate desires exploding out of our every inspired act. in lusty wanderings we leak a bloody trail of pheromones, feral moans, and epic poetix scratched in the wet concrete.

our most fantastic dreams are not yet achieved, but wait, what is this? a whisper of a lie about a legend concerning a tale about a possible truth? seems like something we should look into!!
these secrets, underground news updates from the Faraway and Long Forgotten, are the propellant, and arson is the actualization of every midnight wish wished upon them bright untouchable stars (second star from the right i hear tell...). this is what a breakthrough looks like!!

o Losts, smile with me on this one, cause you know that i know that we're in this one together tonight.

mystic exploriors and travellin' poet warriors, maybe even some of them scientists (only the theoretical metaphysics/mathematician types who are always discouraged and denied by their "colleagues"), we are the new folk heros. gone Away and longing, wandering, searching, for the Other Side, and it will be ours...
but quick now, the sun's coming up.


3. out there, up there, out there.