Something worth being arrested for:

Like a character out of a Whole Earth Catalogue serialized story , I have the strangest feeling that these days my story is being read as I live out its reality. I 'm left wondering when someone will finally call the authorities, and that before I'm able to transport to the astral realms, a cat in a black Kevlar vest grabs my medicine bag and says "make my day" . I was advised at one time "Don't touch the wheel" , this was after I realized that it was possible to control the ' Universe' while twirling a pencil in my hand. Well, 'the wheels are broken and the axle's draggin' and I'm looking very seriously at the pencil box again. Assuming that only the present moment can be directed, is a little delicate and scary considering that any mistakes made cannot be undone. All you can do is roll out the ball of play-dough and try again. I'm not going down with out a fight so all you god-dammed assholes out there, 'Let's Play'