I want to fly, to somewhere that I could leave all these behind.
All these materials surrounding me.
All these extreme thoughts and thinking processes that make me choke and throw up.
All these people. yes all of them with no exception.
I admit the life I had with you was the best time, but I want people who are raha too, the free ones, the ones that you don't have to spend a thing to see their inside and out, who is honest to him/herself. The clear ones.
are you? Don't answer me. but are you? I won’t answer it either. Not your business.
I'm not sure if I fly I'm gonna get a round trip ticket. I just want to fly. I don't want to come back!
I'm trying to pack.
I don't want these clothes.
I've never been naked except in front of the bathroom’s mirror. How about if I fly naked? fun. hmmm.
yeap I liked this idea.
I admit I like to invite you too. but I won't take you there. I come with and for you but not instead of you. I admit that I can't spend that much time to get you prepared. If it takes you forever I have to leave you behind. I have to fly on a certain time.
You don't have to be naked, but be naked inside. I've seen it with hundreds of blankets before.
Back to myself. I want to fly even if I be all by myself. I'm tired and hungry. I’m not looking for black caviar on crappy toasted bread. I want to be drunk out of my soberness. I'll drink the soberness naked. I'll skin dip in eighty percent dark chocolate. hmmm.
I want to fly. to New York, to San Francisco, to somewhere that being a homeless is not so much fun but people accept you as who you are.
I'm a maniac. well I am, do you have difficulty understanding and accepting that?
My friend I flew out to here from another wilderness to this jungle. I guess I wasn't naked.
I won't repeat this mistake, like all other ones, one more time.
I'll fly with or without you.
If you are waiting for my formal invitation letter and the ticket, I might be gone by then.
All these materials surrounding me.
All these extreme thoughts and thinking processes that make me choke and throw up.
All these people. yes all of them with no exception.
I admit the life I had with you was the best time, but I want people who are raha too, the free ones, the ones that you don't have to spend a thing to see their inside and out, who is honest to him/herself. The clear ones.
are you? Don't answer me. but are you? I won’t answer it either. Not your business.
I'm not sure if I fly I'm gonna get a round trip ticket. I just want to fly. I don't want to come back!
I'm trying to pack.
I don't want these clothes.
I've never been naked except in front of the bathroom’s mirror. How about if I fly naked? fun. hmmm.
yeap I liked this idea.
I admit I like to invite you too. but I won't take you there. I come with and for you but not instead of you. I admit that I can't spend that much time to get you prepared. If it takes you forever I have to leave you behind. I have to fly on a certain time.
You don't have to be naked, but be naked inside. I've seen it with hundreds of blankets before.
Back to myself. I want to fly even if I be all by myself. I'm tired and hungry. I’m not looking for black caviar on crappy toasted bread. I want to be drunk out of my soberness. I'll drink the soberness naked. I'll skin dip in eighty percent dark chocolate. hmmm.
I want to fly. to New York, to San Francisco, to somewhere that being a homeless is not so much fun but people accept you as who you are.
I'm a maniac. well I am, do you have difficulty understanding and accepting that?
My friend I flew out to here from another wilderness to this jungle. I guess I wasn't naked.
I won't repeat this mistake, like all other ones, one more time.
I'll fly with or without you.
If you are waiting for my formal invitation letter and the ticket, I might be gone by then.
