Let By A Gons be Bygones

A funny thing to think about, all the people doing a flip. For some reason we get a kick out of getting twisted upside down above the ground and then letting go. Just to see how it might come out. Double back lay-outs, a couple hundred thousand gymnasts. Backflips off a 20 foot cliff, more than a handful of people at Squaw. Doing a back-untilIrunoutofair at the pool, everyone. Being born properly depends on us sitting upside down when the shit really starts to go down. The very first real physical experience in our life and we go, "Whoo Hoo. Its time, head first!" We are addicted to the thrill of setting ourselves up in akward high-consequence situations. You cant get around it, we like playing with the possibilities. In the end we know that we will land eventually. Some on your head, some on your feet; you just never really know which way it will turn out until you land. Got to play the game or regret its passing, and the more riding on each hand the more alive we feel. Adrenline junkie, swinger, business man, golddigger, abusive lover, youth, whatever you want to call it in yourself. Do your self a favor, look for it until you find it. Both the sweetest rides and the darkest pits live in that part of us, becuase it is the part that will take a chance. And there is always a chance of getting burned. But still we all leap, and leap, and leap again to test if we have wings this time. To truly fly is the dream that we all share.