Two years he walks the earth. No phone, no pool, no pets, no cigarettes. Ultimate freedom. An extremist. An aesthetic voyager whose home is the road. Escaped from Atlanta. Thou shalt not return, ‘cause “the West is the best.” And now after two rambling years comes the final and greatest adventure. The climactic battle to kill the false being within and victoriously conclude the spiritual pilgrimage. Ten days and nights of freight trains and hitchhiking bring him to the Great White North. No longer to be poisoned by civilization he flees, and walks alone upon the land to become lost in the wild. - Alexander Supertramp May 1992
If you were the only girl in the world and I were the only boy, nothing else would matter in the world today. We would go on lovin’ in the same old way. A Garden of Eden just made for two with nothing to mar our joy. I would say such wonderful things to you, there would be such wonderful things to do.. If you were the only girl in the world
and I were the only boy.
