We're all doing time here.

There are fifty ways to leave your self-imposed prison. "Get a new key, Lee. Make a new plan, Stan." We're all doing time. We are strangers in a strange land. We are spirits caught in the web and bars of our own bodies. Gravity keeps our feet in place on our planet, despite our desire to soar like eagles above. Only in dreams and in meditations can we strike a blow for freedom and escape. We visit places and see people in dreams and meditations unlimited by space and time. Our Western society is trapped in materialism and mind control from the media. We need to be stars behind bars, and stop loading our bodies down with pounds of fat gravity gravy. Throw out those ingested bags of sand and lift ourselves skyward with new thoughts, new heroes and heroines. Make our own media and broadcast our own freedom news. There is a new day dawning. Greet it with light feet. Up, up, and away.