Two years he walks the earth.
No phone, no pool, no pets, no cigarettes.
Ultimate freedom.
An extremist. An aesthetic voyager whose home is the road.
So now, after two rambling years comes the final and greatest adventure.
The climatic battle to kill the false being within and victoriously conclude the spiritual revolution.
No longer to be poisoned by civilization, he flees,
and walks alone upon the land to become lost in the wild.

Alexander Supertramp
May, 1992