Are You Sure You're Alive?

This peice doesn't reflect me at all, though I suppose it reflects what I want. Something peaceful, beautiful. I want somewhere alone and desolate, but the loneliness of it wouldnt matter.

A quote comes to mind; "That's the place for us. High, lonely hills, where the wind and the sound carry, and the ground's as dry as straw in a barn. That's where we ought to be. That's where we have to get to."

This is a dream. Such a place wouldn't exist because it couldn't. The world is being destroyed before our eyes and the population continues to grow. How often can you go somewhere and never ever be interrupted, no matter how long you're there?

freeburgfreak.