Step off the road and onto the underground where abused and self-abused creatures live. Here the gods are fantasies come true, alcohol and sex to name a few. Their worshipers pray for escape and these are prayers that are self-answered for hours or forever; unlike those of the idiots who travel The Road. Here thereâ€™s no worry over expectations and idiotic ideas of morality and rules. Here, you only have to worry about money dying…and, if it does, then fear failure as a thief.
Forget about yesterday. Look forward to today and tomorrow when dreams are, and will be, as apparent as beautiful flesh.