After a giant storm with all its energy swirling, we search for that pocket of sanity. Up and down the dunes we peer over in search of that moment of bliss we desire day in, day on. The reality we are given is not good enough for most of us, that is why we search in this modern world of engineered distractions that force us to give over our real power and intellect. The search soars above education, class warfare, petty power struggles . The search guides us to true knowledge, moments that can only breath within pockets of sanity that only exist within the chaos. So we search until the search finds us...greetings old friend.
