Edgar Now!

I don't know how I'm going to get out of Florida. Its like a maze. Something is bothering me in one direction and Something is pushing me in another direction. And laziness is always stalking.

I have to look for the most dangerous option and take it!

Now, im about to leave Florida. Travel once again... in this state, when im in between worlds, the places begin to lose their solidity. Cities, streets, people, the earth - just dreams.
Not Nightmares like most people have.
Pretty dreams. Light, happy dreams. Knowing dreams.

My next destination is a middle ground, Philadelphia. Certainly there is something interesting there. I will be interesting, nonetheless. Then ill go to Canada. I'm nearly Canadian, nearly a cowboy.

I don't think America wants me. So many people here just want their glory, power, and life. No respect for the life of others. Success in this wretched place is the murder of a country. Success in this country is the murder of ones true self. Its horrible, and I remember now that that is why I left it. I think I will try for legal Canadianship now. Ill go make a fortune in Philadelphia and grab a ride to Canada and live there forever.

I've got two months to make a fortune.

Meditate, Meditate, Meditate.

I spent a day in Chicago a little over a month ago. Now im in Florida. I always like it when I pass through Chicago.

Why does anyone have to be in poverty?

What was first taken by brute force was then secured by words and cunning.
Many were murdered for their land, then a wall of words was put up - "Treaties" "Constitutions" - "Law" was passed.

Now this agreement forces us into poverty.

Then, Poverty forces one into other agreements that destroys minds and spirits...

A cowboy comes and saves the day.