Rockin' and a Rollin'

     Eyes wide open, windows down and The Doors cranked to 11... I find myself on the blank and beckoning road to Vegas... The night pulling me farther and farther away from any kind of human or otherwise mundane connection... I am here saturated in stars and thought... I begin to wonder about the creation of such standard emotions such as fear or sexual attraction ... Why the implantation... If we are indeed, the result of exploded stars, then they must be what created instincts... Gravity, being the force of attraction, could be responsible for a few (Crystal ship now playing, I accelerate to 90) fear being the most prominent. Tidal force being the pull one celestial body has on another, might explain that wet sexual charge some give us deep inside... I digress for a second and stick my head out the window and am blasted in the face by the warm desert air, I inhale deep and am reminded of Whitman's "When I heard the Learn'd Astronomer" ... I decide to quite the overly deep cognitive thought and focus just on the pure energy pumping out of the radio and blasting through the windows... I think of Neal Cassady and Allen Ginsberg and their passion for life and it's energy... I become excited beyond belief ... the radio can't be loud enough and this car can't speed up fast enough... I have reached light speed... nirvana... I light a cigarette and sing at the top of my lungs "WELL I JUST GOT INTO TOWN ABOUT AN HOUR AGO" I'm at 105 now with no concern for the engine or its oppressive governing system...  I think of Utah Philips and his eloquent stories of hard work, and the deaths of those whom would not be crushed into the ground by the boots of industry... I think of Emma Goldman and her beautiful words on paper like Rembrandt self portrait circa 1910... Zzyzx next exit... flash again through absolute memory (wonder how I'm still on the road?) where in mushroom induced pacing I managed to completely disappear... and there in the midst of nothing.. floating, immersed in stars, excepted my inevitable demise,Death, and thanks to the realization, that, the absolute fastest speed one can travel in this universe is not the speed of light but the speed of consciousnesses... it took eons to arrive here, but only a few years to be aware of it ... Baker breaks through the horizon, the temperature reads 70 on the world's largest thermometer standing 134 feet tall, representative of the record breaking high temperature of 134 degrees Fahrenheit ( 56. 666 7 Celsius)  in 1913... I read, "The Door to Death Valley"... and I chuckle for a second, imagining I'm Dante and have just read "Abandon all hope, ye who enter here" ... I scream "On to Purgatory Virgil!" Slam on the gas and drive into the darkness toward Dis and the Queen of Hearts...