11.24.2009

British Acid Meets Cerro Fitz In A Windswept Sunset

I happened across the remains of Western civilization atop a hill called
"El Rosado".
 
Now that's a nice Western name,
but its as far from home as I´d ever care to go.

A prettier view you will not find.

And for the first time in my life
I truly understood what it is to be a man,
and to be free.

And what an honor it is.

And what respect is due
to those who set me up free.


And all I have to say is,
that being led down by a bunch of
bible-thumpin',
cocaine-sniffin',
fancy-car drivin',
money-grubbin'
CHEERLEADERS
makes me want to spit.

I can´t spit enough, or cry.

It makes me want to ride a horse.