....follow the river, any river will do, watch your soul flutter above you..... with the butterflies, listen to the water run, hear the birdsong and horses neigh.... alone...by the river..consider... the meaning of it....
...but then you find yourself, somehow, in a dangerous place, with big barking industrial dogs, a wasteland, motorbikes going at 100 miles an hour, float on....the unknown, beckons...
