billthecat

Another day another dollar or so it seems. I feel like I've been bouncing from pay check to pay check since I left the military. Bills Bills Bills and they all want their money now, but there is hope. At least thats what they say.

No room left in this world for an adventurer I gather, no room left for an explorer. The kind of person who sets off with an idea and lets fate guide him. Its to bad that I'm that type of person, a dreamer with out a ship to sail. The world needs the unknown, our own quest for knowledge is killing the divine mysterys of the earth and heavens. My old soul misses the days of wonderment and magick, fantasy and myth. As the world grows smaller Gods grow weaker, there is a place where one could go but it closed to only those of a certian breed and monetary value. I long to explore the uncharted, break the trail my descendants and theirs after them. To find once again that primal place where all mens hearts long to go.