laissez faire
I feel beautiful, confusing daydreams with lighttime, banking my losses with the knowledge that the future is approaching at hypersonic speed, and with it ascends salvation of the spirit and mind. I fly through obstruction, replant the pavement with beckoning fields, sleep in trees, meet people I never knew, and banish embarrassment and disgruntlement with weapons of astronomic ease and understanding. No one and nothing commands me, I am secure.