From Yorick's diary:
When you really start to know a rabbit, you notice at times it can have an evil character. It sits there in it's cage, looking, eating, grunting, kicking you when you try to pet him. It's planning for a way out. I know it wants to attack his owner, kill it. REVENGE! The rabbit thinks. I assume rabbits that live free in nature have similar plans. They dig tunnels to undermine our civilisation. They are a great collective, just waiting for the right moment to attack the human race.
When I first figured this out, the thought scared me. But not anymore haha. When my time comes, I want to be killed by a rabbit. Feel it breathing over me, punch his sharp teeth in my throat. Kill me, kill me, kill me!!! My desire for this moment is so great that I want a killer rabbit for myself!
I find adventure everywhere,
and friends with whom I'd like to share.
This is my stop along the way.
Don't really know how long I'll stay.
Stop over. The world is my friend.
Stop over along the road without end.
Traveling around from town to town.
Sometimes I think I'll settle down.
But I know I'd hunger to be free.
Rovin' is the only life for me.
A-driftin'. The world is my friend.
I'm travelin' along the road without end.
By the way, I could go crazy for all this lomo here and there. As a result, here is a lomolized version of the above image. It has been processed with The Gimp and the Photo:Lomo script. Another Lomo: Yesterday's road with the truck
Looks like we're comin' into town.
Seems like this train is slowin' down.
Can't help but wonder what's in store.
Could be I've been here once before.
A-driftin'. The world is my friend.
I'm travlin' along the road without end.
Ridin' these rails town to town.
Sometimes I think I'll settle down.
But I know I'd hunger to be free.
Rovin's the only life for me.
A-driftin'. The world is my friend.
I'm travlin' along the road without end.
There's a voice that keeps on calling me.
Down the road. That's where I'll always be.
Oh, every stop I make, I make a new friend.
Can't stay for long. Just turn around, and I'm gone again.
Maybe tomorrow, I'll want to settle down.
Until tomorrow, I'll just keep movin' on.
So, if you want to join me for awhile,
just grab your hat, and we'll travel light. That's hobo style.
Maybe tomorrow, I'll want to settle down.
Until tomorrow, I'll just keep movin' on.
Until tomorrow, the whole world is my home.