Life is a fight from the day to the night. A fight to stay alive a fight to thrive, a dog eat dog dynamic where the static seek to eat the dynamic, look in the mirror explore your hope and fear. See through to the you-you really are. See to the star. Then-when you see to the star, learn to wander the afar....

My legs are my motor The wind blows behind Neither mod nor rocker Just a man on a ride   Like the kid at Christmas By the lead colored tide No dreams of darkness Just a boy on a ride   The endless hill climb Breathing petroleum air Descending rush of...

We talk about thepast like it's amovie wewatched together.You liked thecinematography.I didn't care for thecruelty of theprotagonist.We disagree on thetheme, and everyscene holds differentaspects ofsymbolism for us.I'm not sure I wantthere to be a sequel,despite the goodacting.