Ode To An Urban Vagabond

My dear friend,
The cement trees reflect your face in its glass leaves, while you simultaneously think about having a cup of coffee & what your next destination's going to be. You travel with the wind, and despite your body motion, you also travel with your mind. You dream. "Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose" (Kristofferson) is your motto, and what a fine lifestyle it is. Money is available for those who want to work, so I know you'll have no problem getting around whatever problems that might strike your existence. Crafted in a society of excesses & wild consuming, you are truly an exception. You are one of those special people who don't mind to sleep in a garden bench or a train station. A flower in the sun. The city was your cradle, but you condemn its behaviour. The road is your helping hand & your best friend, but you hate the damage transportations inflict on the environment. Nevermind that, I love you still.

Let's flag a ride & get somewhere. Our destination is unknown, but what matters is the ride. Everything that happens between our starting point & our journey's end is simply magical. It's life. It's the human poem. It's an exhilarating form of breathing special fragments of air which are given to us & that no one else will ever breathe again, for nothing is truly our own but the experience.

& are you experienced?

I know what you want. You want the only thing which is both supreme and accessible to human aspiration. You want to become a starchild (whatever that is), because you know we're all stardust. You need those metaphysical notes you only find in improvised music. It's a healthy drug, just like women. So freight the train, hitch a ride, stretch your thumb with all your might & life will smile at you. You see, your will is everything. I know you know that. We've got friendship to prove it. Let's depart. Let's arrive. Let's come back happier than when we left. Let's live & embrace everything which is given to us, because we might never have it again. You know who you are & therefore this is especially for you. I write this out of love & awe. I write this because I have no other option, but also because I want to.

I feel free.