The American Dream

What about the ones who fail to make it? There are those whose dreams did not sink, but were torn asunder. Their bodies unfortunately were made of tougher stuff and they lived on, adrift. They marveled at the luck of those that died in the pursuit. Not knowing the pain of living with failure. Would they dream again? Not without transformation. For a Man’s character and his dream must be aligned if either is to be realized. Therefore if the dream changes, so must the dreamer.

Many returned to an older instinct. To be a gypsy in the summer and a bear in the winter. Everything they owned was on wheels and they gave up on the institutions, the titles and the uniforms. Perhaps it was for the best. The organized but disenfranchised in uniform are a dangerous lot and the perpetrators of most atrocities. The biggest thing that the naked and disorganized have ever pulled off was Woodstock. Food for thought. Much like Thoreau. Off, off into the fringe we peacefully go.