It is a one way trip my friends.As far as we all know it ends at the grave.Nobody alive knows otherwise.The reality you think you have a grip on is an illusion.You lock your little door and you think you are safe.The best lock will only keep an honest person out. People win the lottery and have enough money for three lifetimes and end up bankcrupt and miserable.It is so sad and so true that riches can disappear as though on the wings of a bird.I strive to be happy,I am a lazy person yet find a great pleasure and satisfation in working hard.I have been totally lost so many times,walking down a road I do not know carrying my guitar,two or three dollars in my pocket and then meet someone asking me for some bread to help them out."well I have only got three but you can have one."I play it all very loose and easy.I am not afraid to go to work.I am always hustling.And the work of my hands is good work.Honest work.I have been chasing down a good dream for such a long time.I never failed to chase it down.I got through all of the bullshit and it is my dream,I sit and call all of the shots compromised to no one about anything.I do not ask anyone for advice.I hold the papers to it.It belongs to me.